ralph's blog

My blog is working again.. Last time my password did not work and to be honest, yes I had a longer break. A break of traveling and a break of blogging.

So I enjoyed very much the time in berlin. The summer in berlin..
Now it brought me to another secound home in the world, next to tokyo: I'm in Taiwan again... TAIPEH!!
it also feels very familiar to arrive at the airport, to enter the city, to check in the hotel. Visiting friends, also called customers.

Blogging blogging blogging... Does it takes us away from the life surrounding? Or does it create a sharper reception?

Hmmm.. So.. For now I'm back in the blog and send may regards, kisses, hugs and and and to the people reading this..
R

warum nicht?! why not!?

some kids start school today in berlin and i would recoment to cancel that contract immediatly. reading and calculating you can learn somewhere else. languages as well. so good bye school. get an iphone and study the world online and in realtime.

i guess that would save some money and, or better BUT for shure it is not okay. so please apologize, school is an amazing invention.. to meet other kids and boys and girls later. also teachers can give important impulse. sometimes. in my times i leared a lot in the holyday month in summer, when working in stuttgart.. so we see: no school, no schoolholliday, no working in stuttgart.
basiclly im a tacher to, but that i did not wanted to say, to say it in this bad bad english, which i also did not lerned in school.. my english came to me with my profession in this ic! berlin company... year!!! danke so much!

saturdays in offices are beautiful!!! you can turn on the music to a max, sit somewhere and do all things you are never able to do within the week. somehow like little school hollyday. working working working.
i work before i relax.. so i made myselve a coffee and ask: is blogging working? is cleaning up working? is weekend working?

in japan and asia, many parts of it, there is no weekend anyway.. shopwise for shure.. what?!!! shops are closed on sunday in berlin?! what a nightmare!! sunday is shopping day. okay, we go to church on sundays, but that is another story! a catholic story, but the pope also is no longer the pope, and the church also is with problems, we where never consider, when we were young in the twenties in the last century..

ice t on saturday morning.. this cs with that crasy guy and womon..

puuuuh, hello saturdays! with or without school... by the way, i had school on saturdays, when i was young in the sixties.. anyway.. age, does not matters to much and the sun is shining.

and by the way, is this blog comercial or free?!

how ever, life is beautiful and our glasses without screws could help you, to see the world in a better light. our glasses can give you a beautiful lover or amazing husband and housewife. ic! berlin glasses are about freedom and demcoracy! about a strong euro and valueable dollar!

best regards to the states and the west coast!!!
hello hong kong, china, TAIWAN and JAAAAAPAAAAAAAAN!!!

kisses,
ralph

...in love? of course, berlin always is in love. more than paris or london. berlin is love, even without prarde, or better without. now im start driving a car. better: i already started. yesterday morning i had my first prcatical lesson - on a parting slot very close to alexanderplatz. i learnd how to start, how to stop, going upt to secound gear. uuuuuh, quite hot experience.

furtheron in it is not the hottest summer in the city ever. rain roles the weather reports, and this german guy kachelmann did not respond after me sending him several good weather glasses.. hmmm, didnt he received them, because i had to send in swiss.. hello swiss hello strong swiss francs.

ups... now the first employees arriving an i were just sitting at somebody computer.. high tech wise i can use all places.. ja so far... later i might continue on another computer.. and yes, unfortunatly apple computers are not the best.. can i say that?

ja... do you love berlin? puuuh, i have to confess, that berlin is sooooooo geil!!!

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Yes it is raining in berlin, as if it would be Oldenburg. how can that be. I took out my blue skiing overall, to be protected, and it is not even to warm.
berlin in summer - people from all over the world are in town, which is a good reason to stay and enjoy. hello foreigners, welcome to berlin! danke frs vorbeikommen!
i'm listening music And preparing myselve for the recording of the next cd...! really looking forward! gonna be full of nice songs and I hope it will work out great! we gonna do it with an amazing pianist from Bremen and an oboe player..!

--- and back to the tour, did I mention the places we stopped? the first stop was in warthe, in the north of berlin. close to the town, where angela merkel comes from. from there we went to pritzwalk, a town deap in the old DDR.. from there we made it to dannenberg, which is already in the former west part of Germany. from there we did our biggest trip to rotenburg, which was 130km - and from there to Oldenburg, including a longer break in Bremen.

ja... that was the trip and next year we plan to go to Swiss... app. 900 km..

so far! the night is coming and I go to bed! good night and see you tomorrow!
r

japan is Weltmeister in female Soccer! but you Know already.

we are sitting in the car back to berlin. it is a huge one, which can carry even our long tandem.

we are in a traffic jam before hamburg. the navigation system directed us to another road, away from the highway, because of traffic jam there, but...
we never had traffic jam on bike..

back to berlin. in a car. somehow faster but without romantic.you can watch movies and read newspapers and eat and drink in the car.. crazy but..

and before I forget: watch all the movies from the trip on YouTube. you easily find under my name: "ralph anderl"

back to berlin - with the wind to the east...
leaving my patens house.
leaving my past in oldenburg, wearing the vfb Oldenburg soccer shirt. traffic jam still.. looks like never ending, but... we have our bike - in case.
what's going on?
how to adjust again in berlin? with all these starbucks everywhere?

regards to Horst Janssen!!!

now I'm with a shirt of the famous vfl Oldenburg. I guess they play in the third Lethe or fourth or fifth or wherever... And yes, I love Oldenburg more and more and more. I guess I wonna come back, going back in the room of my childhood to my parents.. Hmmm... Oldenburg, the city of my dreams, but now I have to play football with felix at this open hall at the university...!

Aaaand: the best hotel on the tour was the one in rotenburg!!! Unbelievable.. I guess the name was wachtelhof or something... Many stts and a lovely service and pool...very positive last night of the trip..

And now the wind direction changed, from the west to the east.. Sokol, we should race back by bike: with the wind to the east... Hmmm, we are thinking about it..

So weit Und MOIN MOIN!!!

(I do not kow, what is wrong with this blog, but something is wrong...!?)

anyway: oooooooooldenburg!!! we made it! today from rotenburg to Oldenburg via Bremen.. we were racing like crazy, mostly on big roats, because much faster, than using these beautiful small ones.

ja... back in my hometown... very strange feelings to come back in the city of my youth. all these feelings and memories. and strange to finished this trip.. adventure finished.. normal life again, even if not normal, beeing here in this small northgerman city...

and talking about the most impressive things of the trip, I'd say: many real estate is in sale! everywhere you see signs "for sale" somehow strange and I did not expect. also so many empty houses. the country does not look like in good shape - just the nature and landscape is unbelievable beautiful!!!

the second remindable thing are many many crosses we passed, because of people, dies by car excidents on the road. I'd say I count at least fiveteen.. I guess mostly young people... very sad...!

and finally: you see so many animals on the road. by bike you are really in the nature. very beautiful and impressive.. (even if we killed at least 79 aims and many "nacktschnecken")

aaaah, and not to forget, we had so so so much luck with the weather and the bikes!! the wind came from east!!!! which is very unusual and was extremely helpful for us.

also positive, that it was not hot! rain was always just at night! really unbelievable! and on hole in the wheel we received just when receiving warthe and no other technical problem after.. how lucky we are!!!

now we have to think, if we ride back to berlin by bike.... maybe just felix and me in two days?!

so far... now I watch footballand say, see you soon!!!!

felix is to full of energy, like expected. he is ask to make 180 km a day. puh, today I'm not that energized. little weak. it was strongly raining this night, so now it is perfect weather for riding again.
somehow lying in front of an "aldi" market. we bought many products and just payed five euros.. kids playing on the parking.. I'm relaxing try to recharge. do we really do that far? felix wonna go to soltau, which is still 150 km.. I guess, much to much...

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finally we made it "just" to dannenberg... but..--- tomorrow we try to make it to BREMEN...! would be 160km../ today we made 90km I guess - but goi g to bed very early and starting early, so we are with hope!

and dannenberg is a very smooth and sleepy city.. shops close at six and streets are empty.. very smooth..

good night and gute Nacht!!!

pritzwalk... in a hotel, where many things are wrong in terms of interior design and somehow maybe fenshui?!

however! we are so happy to be here after 111 km on the road! we started at eleven and arrived here arround seven. eleven to seven.. eight hours on the bike. finally not to hard. we had many stops and an amazing lunch in Rheinsberg - the name of the restaurant is "alter fritz", and it is basically italian.

tomorrow we try to make 150km.. hmmm, possible? we'll see and go to sleep early...
so far...

anna can not sleep. she is afraid of fire.. now it is raining, which definitely reduces risk of fire. so.. so... but if it is still raining tomorrow, it'd be not good. it'd be scheisse! the Hotelroom is very hot and under the roof.. I'm tired.. tomorrow another day of riding - in the rain?! anna hates this hotel, she wonna leave... good night... scheiss regen...

today we left warthe. yesterday night I syed fire and did not burned my hair. today we hope to make it to pritzwalk.. another 93 km from now and we did 20 already.. all very smooth. perfect weather for riding.

anna is wearing all her underwear today: five slippers' that should work against ass pain!
we have to rock again!

all bestfrom the road!
r

leaving berlin, leaving fashion fiction - taking the bikes and going to the country side.. just yesterday night i visited an exhibition in Karl liebknecht strasse... of course models were the motives.. I meat my friend from italy who let me sleep in his showroom - so he proofed, that sleep is not comercial.. but it is the name of his label. hey, I love it and please all go to koepenicker street 196 in berlin Mitte!! best shop in town..

we are in warthe right now.. we started arround eleven and arrived at 18.30h... many breaks and stops.. to eat, to drink, to relaxe the ass.. I guess we drove almost 90 km today and it was not that terrible. but the most crazy thing: I parked the bike in front of the house here and when I wanted to take it into the house, the frontwheels was without air.. many little holes from little glass pieces created that airless situation.. unbelievable, what a great timing! I changed the wheel now and it was easy. from now on we just have no addition wheel for other cases of emergency yet. well I try to get another one tomorrow in templin, but I very much guess, such a wheel is o special for this region.. the option of the kids is pretty much to go further on by bike - een with all the pain. they love it, I'd say!
the first day on the bike.. I'm tired, very tired! great experience.. I love it..! tomorrow we stay here and leave on Sunday direction west./ so wind, come the east!!!

fashionweek in berlin.. to much mode and fashion and style and marketing everywhere..

very warm welcome to all the foreigners!!! many Italians are in town!! beautiful people for berlin! thank you visitors, berlin is so different within this week, danke fashionweek!! even if somehow very much trallala and rambazamba and crasybasy..

kisses to the beauties, I go to bed and say good night!
r

in the south of Germany. deap west! the rich part of Germany! and beutiful and not berlin. somehow it is cabriolet cars county. ja.. I slept very well In my cousins house. a jump into the cold pool before breakfast and rich beautiful breakfast after. yes, I love my big family and this moments of coming together are intense and powerful - and beautiful. coming home! even if it is reasoned by a funeral...

I sang an aria from Bach and it also worked out without to big mistakes. the name of this place is daisbach and the bigger city is the becoming famous "sinsheim" - the city where 1899 fc hoffenheim is playing socker...
so far so much: have a nice weekend!!!

die sprache hier ist anders.. und alle Anderl.. solch ein Wahnsinn, wie schn es ist, nach Hause zu kommen in die familie...

in The sun. in the summer. feeling the sun all over the body. naked on the beach on the rooftop.. could that be? and the polarized lenses of my glasses put the sky in an even more beautiful blue, than it already is. I love it - I love the summer - beeing born in summer might be a reason?

and school Holliday starts today - and millions of parents are beeing confronted with the main use of school: to keep the kids away from them, to give time to work. and if you not going for hollyday for six weeks as well, than you have to start a hole circle of "organizing the kids" -- ja, it might sounds terrible, but I guess I can make it. finally: why not taking the kids to the company and let them work there.. basically that very much makes sense.. the old idea of living and working under one roof..

I love the sun. and this beautiful sky.. and well..
on a day like that.. all these things happening in the world. new life is coming.. and even today people die. people are dying today. on a sunny hot day like today.. ja --- to be honest.. --- ja my uncle diet today/ just a few hours before and it is one of these breaks, which gives a different perspective on everything. a life ended.. suddenly there is a hole. a person is gone. a world is gone. all knowledge is gone and/// yes my uncle was not young.. but in this modern times people getting old.. how old was he..? in the seventies.. I guess.. -- to cry, to be sad... (how news like that enter into our reality?! how do we react? how long does it take, to really get into?)

and Bach wrote a musik saying: "I'm looking forward to dy... !" very very happy music and very difficult to understand in modern times... was it also strange, when he composed this music? or was the death much more a part of life? Bach lost many kids early. imagine, kids dying.. and suddenly: gustav Mahler, songs of kids death - kinderotenlieder.. never-ending sad and beautiful//

the death on a sunny summerday.. life and death.. my own death.. my fathers - my mother.. they are alive..! and having two kids is also so "risky"! if they dy before me..

and even with death, life is so beautiful/ and deaths a part. and... can you see? death is a tabu. sunglasses help to protect the red eyes while crying.. beeing sad.. like a mask. to be sad is nothin public. something to hide// the history of death: yes it was more public in the past.. in which past? how may years before... I'm thinking.. I do not know..
my uncle, with this smile, this humor.. a tall man.. three kids... all grown up and having their own family's now.. today at ten he died. my cousin called me. how do we say? what do we say? can we talk about death? traurig sein an einem sonnentag..

Hans Anderl, gestorben am 28.6.2011 - ich denke sehr fest an ihn.. und erinnere mich.. und sende ein trauriges lcheln... endlich auch heulen zu knnen.. zu trauern/.
wenn die trnen kommen und die dunklen Glser vor blicken und fragen schtzen..


Ich habe keine Worte mehr.
my words are gone..

but sun still shining....

how could life going on, if a human beeing, ein mensch, died..----
and the other way arround..

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back in my good oldold fitness place. sharlock holmes platz, is the name. after 40 minutes crosstrainer the water = sweat is puring out of my body like crasy.. yesterday one personal trainer brougt me a towel, because i gave a shower of sweat to the lady next to me- ups, kind of special and the floor always is kind of very weat... but i have to confess, that i like it a lot.. and the lady next to e really was nice, smiling and talking to me about her problem.. so i received an additional towel.. now i m writing at apublic computer in the fitness clup with a terrible keyboard... and i m sweating and sweating withou an end...
hello berlin, hello world! yes here on noth hemisphaere we have summer, and i love!! yesterday i ride through an enormous thundersturm by bike... just water waterwater, somehow, like sweat from earth... mmmm, i like..

now i leave nand take a shower. good bye and better not work out next to me - if you do not want shower in my...
r

Summer in Berlin.. my cellphone does not work, in terms of Beeings a cellphone. the wifi works and at certained places I can go online and receive emails. like in ajrconditioned starbucks coffees. and I get an inside ajrcondition here as well: these ice-cold drinks.. cooling down from inside. and basically it is much cheaper to do just wifi. so...
and I will Di a driverslicense very soon. I very strongly won a do! and I guess this time it might happen and I loose my viginity in terms of car driving.
yes, so far! today anna has basketball and I have to bring here there..
why not wearing suit and tie in summer? I guess I gonna start that for me - somehow.
all best and kuesse
r

berlin on a sunday. going arround all areas. from the east to the west. two girls talking about their exiting lifes. their mother innyc and experiences when flying. talking very loud, everybody can hear. in an age of arround sixteen id say. i can and have to listen all - in this very cold coffeshop in the west part of berlin. do you know kurfrstendamm? i became 125 years old this week... how can a street have birthday? what kind of marketing is that? the good weather should leave tonight and a week of rain is awaiting us. my stomach is packed. my eyes are fresh. it is almost five in the afternoon. going through berlin, visiting the old places of my early years in berlin.
and of course also today im naked under my clothes.. with my boots and white shorts and white shirt... people laughing at me, but why?
who are you today and how mainstream is your outfit?
japanese businessman "have to" weare more casual clothes now, because of the energy problem... very interesting and i am stil like frappucino.

good night!

sunny day and hot. tomorrow is still working day, but than it is not working day. than is friday and im not shure, if it is a working day, because of the weekend is directly comming. so i guess many people not gonna work. but is the school open and working? or is it like a little spring hollyday? to go to the countryside and relax!
the aircondition in this coffeplace works well and im shure, the aircondition is the reason, for the success of this place in summer. yes, it is at hackischer markt.
i am writing on my serious computer with a serious keybord.. what a progress..
the summer in berlin... is sooooo beautiful... so so relaxed and somehow cool and hot. and by the way, this sunny weather gonna stay until chrismas! i like that and wearing even shorts!! me, ralph in shorts, normally just wearing suits and shirts and ties!!
now i have to bring my bike to the repairing station.
and send hugs to you and you!
and a big kiss,
r

back in berlin and suddenly somehow lasy with my good old love, this blog. obviously traveling is good for blogging. here in berlin i have to... hmmm.. what do i have to.. yes, staying here in the city, i have no flights, no flighttimes to write. but....

berlin in summer! all days before june 21st are so beautiful! in direction to summer. days getting longer and the green on the trees is fresh and light. of course also end of june, july and august are beautiful, but after june 21st the days getting shorter again, which is winter direction, if you face it strongly. and of course each day after december 21st is summer direction, even if december and januar and februar not so much summer here in western europe on north hemisphre.

im using my usual computer and it is very beautiful... beautiful to see, that wifi works here in this coffeshop. uuuunglaublich.

good morning berlin, good morning world!!!
kisses
r

Extremly confused. I'm extremly freezing. My hands are cold everything is cold.

Sunday morning. In this beautiful higest-end-hotel at the coast of italy in this beautiful place of camoglie. I went swimming this morning in the pool and in the sea. Diving. The water squeezed the warm out of my body. Now everything is cold. Not even the hot coffee can help. Lattemacciato.

Having my fruitsalat. With nuts and yoghurt. The view is amazing. And this camoglie village reminds me on hong kong. A hong kong of the thirtheen century. The structure is very much the same with these high buildings and the structure of a habor city. Of course on the first view, you would put camoglie not next to hong kong, but if you see it under the perspective of seven hundert years timedifference...

The hotel is full with rich people rich and boaring? Rich and beautiful? Rich and intelligent? Rich and nice? I guess they are rich, they are playing these games of rich people. Big cars etc. And they look like. The hotel looks like. The hotel is rich and beautiful. For shure?

This is my last trip. Travelseason over for 2011.
Milano, homeless, new york, seoul, rome, nagoya, hong kong, camoglie. Berlin again. Berlin... Berlin!

I love you berlin and hallo to the guy, who put a tatoo with a ic! Berlin frame on his arm.


Bleiben und stille bewahren,
das sich umgrenzende ich.

In er milde des schattens,
Mit dem blick ueber das meer schweifen.
Und Den atem in seinem rhytmus gewaehren lassen.
Und Sich hingeben.
In eine ruhe kommen.
...und stille bewahren.

Und dann im blau der himmel aufgehen,
Um sterbend zu leben.

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Der hoffnung.
In berlin zurueck
Der erinnerung einen rahmen geben,
Im Nicht-mehr.

Leaving hong kong again. after three nights and much fun! yes my dear hong kong, I also love you.. you are somehow like tokyo, but obviously more fucked up and touch! action 24 hours, Asian service, money philosophy and religion..
now again in this big shopping center with airplanes arround. they call it airport and defenetly you also can fly from
here... but shopping is a must... somehow... like in the hole city!!

boarding now. is it boring?
hey Hk, I'm leaving and say good bye and thank you!!!

i'll come back for shure!!!
r

Nagoya hong kong. sittig in a very fucked up airport lounge. even kind of smoky. elevator smell like alcohol. no vogue here at the newspapersshop. strange. but... starbucks!!! so world is beautiful for sweet little frappucino addicted ralph anderli. I guess I go restroom, than trying to find other newspapershop, than to the gate, than to the plane, than to my seat, than... well... I guess restroom again..
Ich kuesse euch,
rrr

...is it true, we were on RTL?!

a girls orchester playing in the shopping center.. shopping centers are the churches of the shopping century. it is all about shopping and spending energy. and frappucinos. here you can choose between matscha, dark chocolate and charamel. and cars are a big issue here in Nagoya. and the business is strong. as if nothing happened.

getting little cold outside. sitting still inside optician in the shopping center.. the girls orchester played even wagner. a very famous piece: orchester vorspiel..: Ich werde in diesem moment sehr sehr muede. meine auger fallen aus ihren hhlen. verdammt, was soll ich tun!?

One hour late. From paris.. The famous af276 flight... I Saw an air frqnce advertisement in french vogue from 1970 promoting exaxtly this flight to tokyo... In narita to ana to nagoya. Now i'm in the car from airport to city. Beautiful weather. Not to hot, but sunny. We flew above the mount fuji, very close, very beautiful.
Saturday... Weekend.. Family day... I apolagize...

Air france send an email apoligizing for the delay... Whow..!

I'm thinking about blogging. The movie thing and old fashioned situation of writing.. And blogging in general.. What is the aim? I do not know.. Of course i'd be able to do that. Maybee htroug youtube.

And gunther sachs.. What a cool guy. Somehow very lucky and unlucky as well..?! Hey gunther, have a good flight!

My brain is like a cheese.
My suit is very tiny, but i like.

Wir fahren schnell. Fuer japanische autobahnverhaeltnisse. Glaube ich zumindest. Nein ich habe keinen ipad zwei. Nur eins. Aber der ist ja auch schon geil. Und labtops sterben aus, wenn diese tastatur auch mehr als nervig ist, vom ipad. Aber wen interessiert das.

Jetzt muss ich willkuerlich an zuerich denken. An den klaren see und den blauen himmel, die schoenen haeuser, die reichen frisch gewaschene menschen. Warum kommt mir das in n sinn? Und so sehnsuchtsvoll. Weil opa henning in berlin bei den mindern ist?
Ich will einen porsche panamera oder diesen ferrari. Oder einen volvo v70. Vor allem aber sofort einen fuehrerschein. Warum kann man so etwas nicht einfach kaufen. Vielleicht schaffe ich es ja jetzt ab 23. Mai. Dann haette ich das auch in der tasche und koennte selbststaendig im stau stehen.

Ein energieproblem werde es bald geben, schreibt eine zeitschrift. Auch wegen der atomkraft, die ausgeschaltet wird. Keine altnativen, die schnell genug am start sind. Dann gehehen in europa die lichter aus. Und das war immer akw propaganda. Oder ist es noch.

Badenwuertemberg ist jetzt gruen. Ich bin gelb und noch immer im auto nach nagoya. Nein, fdp wuerde ich auch nicht waehlen. Jetzt wuerde ich am ehesten die grauen panther waehlen oder diese freak internetpartei.

Ich sitze im auto und schreibe. Wieder einmal bloggerasozial. Ich mache es den freunden, die mich abholen leicht. Dass sie sich nicht mit englisch quaelen muessen. - mit einem chaitee in der hand haben sie mich abgeholt - geil! Sehr sehr freudnlich und echt japansich! In tokyo konnte ich nicht gehen, wegen der air france verspaetung. Hatte das gar nicht bemwerkt und kann mir gar nicht erklaweren, wo sie herkam, die verspaetung.

Das klimasystem arbeitet erstklassig. Top temperatur hier in dieser grossraumlimo. Alles in cream. Gehoert dem vatee. Typische vaterfarben.

Und ich muss daran denken, dass man so sehr viel weniger essen muesste, als wir immer essen. Also "wir", die menschen in den industriestaaten. Die reichen zumindest, also fast alle, die nicht hungerarm sind.

Die armen usa.. Immer mc donald und vollgefressen hungrig.

Gleich sind wir da.

Wir fahren ins grosse scharze gebaeude, das toyota haus!

A little ill in paris.. My nose is closed like museums on monday.. And my thing, where the head is mounted on, this thing between body and head, hurts. Plus little headache... Well... Okay it is paris and in paris all is less bad, that in wintergrey berin or moskau..

So i'm sitting next to park luxemburg, having a cafe creme and working on my ipad... Unfortunatly i did not took any books with me.

And i ask my boss, if i can write german today, and he agreed. Anyway, this blog should be on facebook and in different lanhuages. I also learned, that facebook is basiclly a blog. And i learned, how important bloggers are. Importand for business, not for a better world. That also might be the reason, why the pope ask bloggers to come.

Und jetzt kann ich in echt deutsch schreiben, habe aber alles schon auf englisch geschrieben. Und ein meeting habe ich noch. Mehrerer, um genau zu sein. Genaustens mehrere geheimmeetings mit botschaftern vom papst. Alles hoechst geheim und diffiziel, weil ich nicht theologe bin und nicht zolybitaer lebe. Leider oder zum glueck.

Paris ist wirklich eine mode stadt. Vor allem hohe mode fuer schoene menschen. Ich merke an, wohlhabende schoene hohe menschen.

Es ist gar nicht so unangenehm hier in paris. Wenn die sprache hier auch gewisse barrieren aufwirft. Der klang ist zwar aeusserst elegant, aber beim verstehen, habe ich proleme das ist doof und so schnell lerne ich nicht... Oder doch? Wie beschleunige ich das..

Und ganz wichtig: hermes hat sonntag zu, und man jbekommt als antowrt, das sei eben der tag gottes, waehrend lv seine tueren sehr weit offen haelt und unglueckliche chinesen und russen beglueckt - aber nur maximal zwei ledertaschen pro kunden...! Da sind viele kunden dann doch traurig...

Ene polnische kirche ist in der st.-honore strasse..
Mit einem papstkunstwerk davor, dem polnischen.

There is no beach in paris and no fresh air and no van, to sleep in.

But starbucks and shopping shops. And cars and beautiful people and buildings like... Sooo beautiful. Paris really is one of the most amazing citys - in paris - and of course, the universe.

But what to prefer? The sea and fresh air, or capital du fashion..?!

Tonnes of tourism like in roma, even if more believing in fashion than in the catholic church... That makes a difference!

Almost ten and the city slowly waking up.

The room i'm staying is that dark, that you imagine having a rainy day. But the interieur is beautiful itselve, if you do not consider the light situation, and who cares for light. I had so much light in the van, so i'm okay with that now. And again, i'm in paris!

Yesterday night i was delighted to have a shabat dinner with the hole family of very very very very nice customers! A very beautiful experience! To share that intimicy, and become a part of another culture in another country. I so much enjoyed...! This shabat tradition really is very wise! The matter of fact, that the family comes together for dinner once a week is so beautiful! Merci for that experience!

Her in starbucks really just foreigners! Paris people obvieouly have good tast and sitting in fron of parisienne brasseris. And why go tourists here...stupid question, i discussed many times...

Now going slowly back to the hotel, starting the day with visiting customers.. Obvieously the opposite of shabat. Unfortuantly. I had my kids on the phone... They were having a bath. I'm in paris, visiting customers, they are swimming in the bath tube in berlin.. That is not shabat... Very bad and somehow sad.. Shit i have to change! I gonna take them out of school and take them with me all the times.. I guess, they'd learn even more and better... Wouldn't they, minister for school?

Did you know, that the school was just invented to give the parents time to work in the factory? It was not for education. Because before kids were beiing educated in the workstation of the family, or when they lerned a job. That also is the reason of the crisis of school. Because again, education was not the major aim of it... Puh, i guess nobody will believe, but it is the truth...

Bon journee..!
And bisous,
R

P.s.: oder in einem wort: paris, du alte sau!

The tgv is really an exiting train. The one i'm sitting in, is very very long. Reaching the first waggon of the train, almost feels like arriving in paris already.

i say good bye to marseille, this wonderful southy city.. I guess it is called mediterrane.. And it is how it should be: sunny and warm - not hot.

The job i received, really is not to bad, even if i have to write in english all the time. But for shure there are worse things in life.

By the way, not beeing unpolite, how are you today? All fine with you, your life, your love, your lungs, your liberation, your lips?

Can i have apple please and a tomato?

Ups, i have just an apple, tomatos and nuts. Can i eat nuts? With my broken tooth? I have no pain in that area and i'm very happy! Do i really need that tooth? Maybee it could be taken away compeltly? It is not visible and not so nescessary. A thooth which is away, could not give pain, aristhotheles wrote in his last and most important book. Maybee it is time to say good by to my teeth step by step.. Hole also can give character..

The tgv is moving so smooth.. I very much like it, eveif i sit on the wrong site, the site without seaview. - i wonder, if there is an five stars restaurant?

A tain full of volkswagons passing by on its way to marseille.. I guess from wolfsburg? Funny - kind of..

We are stopping in a tunnel. Is it al quaida? Do i wrote correct? I have no idea and wonder, if i have a book to read. Music to listen? Things to write?

"Please get common with your lonleyness", satre wrote to madame tissue in 1954! Can you imagine? How existeniell!

Why do we not moving anymore. Getting common with the silence and... What is it about?

To many questions and, what is your name, by the way..

Marseille, i will come back and stay for longer. On my bike, in my car, on my feed... And with more than one song!

Can you imagine, boss, how many people in france and the world do not speak engish? So maybee better, i write in german, and you ask somebody to translate? Why do you never answer my questions, boss? That is unfair and even your higher position does not justify.

It is 15.45 on may 6th.
I did not bought the watch in marseille...

I started the day with a refresghing batn in the sea!

Ups, we are really getting very very fast... Much faster than ice... Ups! How can that be? Am i in a plane? Are we gonna fly?


DEUTSCH!
Der zur bewegt sich durch zentralmassiv. So sieht es nach houleebeque zumindest aus und ich denke st, dass dieser autor sehr viel fuer sein heimatlamd und den tourismus geleistet hat mit seinem buch. Ich selbst bereise frankreich ja nicht wegeder optiker und dem wasser, sondern wegen diesem buch. Ich verfolge die sturen von "karte und gebiet" - und tatsaechlihc rast der zug so schnell, dass sich ein ruck auf den ohren aufbaut, wie beistarten im flugzeut - fliegen wir bereits?

Meine haende klebeln ein bischen. "klebeln" ist sueddeutsch und heiss, ein kleines bischen kleben. Suess oder? So wie haeussle.. Frankreich ist schoen und ich moechte in diesem blog auch fuer dieses land werben! Ih werbe fuer frankreich und seine regionen. Fuer das zentralmassiv, marseille und paris und den schnellstzug tgv.

Fraglich nur, ob alle sofort und unmittlebar tot sind, wenn da ein stein auf den gleisen liegt, oder baumstaemme, oder ein mit splitterbomben bepackter xl samsonite koffer der baureihe "welttraveler"? Dann sieht man gewiss alt aus und ist gleichsam pulverisiert, wie bin laden, wenn die amerikaner diese speziellen highend- bomben geschickt haetten und keine hubschrauber, die sie am ende ja zum teil selbst anzuenden mussten. Da fragt meine grossmutter doch reflexartig rethorisch: was das wieder gekostet hat?! Kopfgeld lag bei 25 millionen. Indes bloss dollar.. Deshalb haben es die amerikaner wahrscheinlich selbst machen muessen und ihre angestellten schicken. Welcher deutsche extremtouristensportler bewegt sich fuer einen solchen dollarbetrag noch aus seinem schwarzwaldhaeussle?

Mein mund ist ganz trocken und die lippen werden von einer staubschicht bedeckt. Denn Apropos: Was macht der papst in diesem momemt? Ist er noch bei den voegeln oder beim - schweigen. Wittgenstein... Mehr sage ich nicht.

Ich will ja drin bleiben in der heiligen katholischen kirche.

Jetzt gehe ich auf die hohgeschwindigkeitstoilette. Ich hoffe die diebe im zug aus marseille klauen keine taschen mit grauem karomuster....

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Der zug ist echt geil. In ein paar jahren, wenn ich alle zaehne verloren habe, und alt bin, und es "geschafft" habe, oder es mich "geschafft" hat, dann will ich nur nich durchs zentralmassiv zugfahren. Immer von marseille nach paris. Ohne unterlass und den michel lesen. Und meine moerderischen buecher schreiben. Ueber gott und die welt und in frankreich. Notfalls auch auf englisch, wenn mein schaef das so will. Oder auf franzoesisch, weil, bis dahin kann ich das. Es sollte sich doch eine franzoesin finden lassen, die mir vorm, beim und nach dem liebesspiel diese aufregende sprache beibringt. Das ist doch hier das land von amour und liebe und so? Wo alles so schnell geht, wie ein tgv, wenn er nicht entgleist und wir alle volllstaendig pullversisert werden, wie um haaresbreite bin laden...

Was zeige ich hier eigentlich alles von mir? "Ich mache mich nackter als auf einer fashionshow" (karl lagerfeld nach einer pflichtuntersuchung fuer seine lebensversicherung bei der franzoeischen versicherungsgruppe mpf)

Jetzt faehrt der zug laut display 590 kmh. Die muessen luegen, diese zugtreiber...

Ich mag keine nuesschen mehr. Ich will zucker und zuckertee aus amerika. Was heisst das aber wirklich? Was sage ich damit? Sind meine halsschmerzen noch da? Hat sich mein zahn urueckgebildet, wie abgetrennte schwaenze bei eidechsen? Warum nicht.

Oooooooh, am horizont sehe ich ein franzoesisches aaaaaaatooooooommmmmmkraaaaaaaftweeeeeeerk!!!!!! Oooooooooh! Schnell weiterfahren mit diesem atomstrombetriebenen teeeejeeeweeee! (darf ich als deutscher noch mit diesem zug fahren, wenn ich gruen gewaehlt habe? Oder cdu - das macht ja keinen unterschied mehr..)

Und es steigt rauch auf aus dem aaaakaaaaweeeee...! Und der zug wackelt so, als ueberfuehren wir in desem moment ein echt dolles erdbeben. Was ist blos los mit dieser mutter-erde? Muessen wir jetzt fuer alle suenden bezahlen? Fuer all die flueche, unerlaubten geschlechtsverkehre, geschwindigkeitsebertretungen mit dem sportwagen und die luegen? Das ist doch bald und endlich mal faellig: die rechnung! So kann es nicht weiter gehen und die ganzen schlimmen ungluecke und missgeschicke und fehler und so, spechen eine deutliche sprache. Der mensch muss endlich umkehren und nach hause gehen. In seine heimat und zu seine eltern ziehen. An mutters herd und vatis brust. Zuruck in die natur. Zurueck ins zuechtige leben. Die begiiiiiiiiieeeeeeerrrrrdddden wieder unter kontrolle bringen und ggf. burka tragen. Oder andere trachten. Dirndl aber nicht. Maenner in jedem fall frack. Dann gaebe es weniger vulkanausbrueche, erdbeben und kaputte aaaaakaaaaaweeeeees.

In einem ausruf: akw nee!
Statt dessen: mehr fkk!


Ich will den ausstieg. Den totalen. Aus diesem zug. Ich ziehe die notbremse. Wo sind meine sandalen?

In der einsamkeit einschlafen und am meer aufwachen. Mit dem unendlichen blick und den wind aus afrikanischen weiten.
verpoetisierung des morgenlichtes.

Einen zahn habe ich gestern in einem baguette verloren.
Hatte zunaechst die hoffnung, dass es ein baguettproblem sei, also ein klumpen mehl etwa zu stein geworden. Doch es war der artifizielle aufbau eines stahnstumpens von oben rechts.Der ist jetzt raus. Im stueck und ohne schmerzen. Damit glueck gehabt und vielleicht geht es ja auch die letzten vierzig jahre mit einem loch, da muss man jetzt abwaegen und kalkulieren, wie die rentabilitaet bei investitionen in meinen alten koerper sich rechnen..

Und der wind am hafen von carre umblaesst meinen kopf und im mund habe ich eine zahnpasta-schaum-souce zur kurierung meiner problemstelle.

Ja, ich weiss doch, chef, dass ich englisch zu schreiben habe.
Und den zug um 12.26h nach paris.
Und eine uhr kaufen in marseille.
Und meine sachen packen.

Das geheimnis liegt darin, in der frische zu bleiben und sich selbst immer weiter zu spueren, sich nicht wegweichspuelern zu lassen, von bequemlichkeit und konvention (diesen satz bitte dreimql lesen und auswendig lernen!). Und da ist es gut, draussen zu schlafen im bus, am meer mit den moeven. ins meer zu springen, sich den kaffee selbst zu kochen und die pasta am abend. Nicht im hotel, im cafe, restaurant.

Gegen die gleichheit des verschiedenen in den oeffentlich offiziellen raeumen der nacht und des lebens, den etap hotels und normessenausgaben.

Wie der salzwind in meine nase geht.
Und die boote im hafen der sonne zulaecheln.
Und meine gebrochener zahn in einer tuete die reise jetzt fortfuehrt.
(wird man ihn wieder einkleben koennen, receiceln?)

Ja ich bin frisch und war heute nacht 5 mal mein wasser abschlagen vor dem bus. So viel wasser habe ich getrunken? oder pisse ich mich jetzt selbst aus?

Yes, boss, i know! I have to do it in english, but somedays, my words fly better in german.. So can't we change the contract?

Nach paris... Nach paris ist mir mein sinn... Bleiben wollte ich indes hier in den gefliden des suedens. Am meet und der muendung der rhone. Da wo er einst die liebe gefunden, in den jahren fruehester jugend. Dem hoelder...

Und wieder will wasser aus mir herauskommen...

Guten morgen ihr!
Frankreich du alte sau, ich liebe dir.. Sorry, to say that, but in this moment, i just feel so...

ENGLISH:
I mean the french people do not unrstand english anyway, so shall i lern french? I'd love to, and could stay here in marseille! Doing it like goethe adviced.. And the are many people just speaking french, which would be genious teachers for french.

These days are so beautiful in the region. Not to hot, sunny, frech..

Ich habe kein bock mehr auf englisch und frage mich gerade, ob ich mich verblogge. Wie im vatikan erkannt. Oer ist ds einfach eine internationalisierte megakommunikation, die wichtiger und wertviller ist, also so ein plausch von anwesendem menschen zu anwesendem menschen? Kluge frage, doofe frage? Ich sehe ja audh die schoene umwelt gar nicht, die mich umgibt. Glotzen auf den bildschirm, wie ideotisch, das kann man auch im buero, zb in der haesslichsten stadt der welt... Ich aber rase durch beautiful sputh of france!

Bisous and more,
Ralpheros

In der einsamkeit einschlafen und am meer aufwachen. Mit dem unendlichen blick und den wind aus afrikanischen weiten.
verpoetisierung des morgenlichtes.

Einen zahn habe ich gestern in einem baguette verloren.
Hatte zunaechst die hoffnung, dass es ein baguettproblem sei, also ein klumpen mehl etwa zu stein geworden. Doch es war der artifizielle aufbau eines stahnstumpens von oben rechts.Der ist jetzt raus. Im stueck und ohne schmerzen. Damit glueck gehabt und vielleicht geht es ja auch die letzten vierzig jahre mit einem loch, da muss man jetzt abwaegen und kalkulieren, wie die rentabilitaet bei investitionen in meinen alten koerper sich rechnen..

Und der wind am hafen von carre umblaesst meinen kopf und im mund habe ich eine zahnpasta-schaum-souce zur kurierung meiner problemstelle.

Ja, ich weiss doch, chef, dass ich englisch zu schreiben habe.
Und den zug um 12.26h nach paris.
Und eine uhr kaufen in marseille.
Und meine sachen packen.

Das geheimnis liegt darin, in der frische zu bleiben und sich selbst immer weiter zu spueren, sich nicht wegweichspuelern zu lassen, von bequemlichkeit und konvention (diesen satz bitte dreimql lesen und auswendig lernen!). Und da ist es gut, draussen zu schlafen im bus, am meer mit den moeven. ins meer zu springen, sich den kaffee selbst zu kochen und die pasta am abend. Nicht im hotel, im cafe, restaurant.

Gegen die gleichheit des verschiedenen in den oeffentlich offiziellen raeumen der nacht und des lebens, den etap hotels und normessenausgaben.

Wie der salzwind in meine nase geht.
Und die boote im hafen der sonne zulaecheln.
Und meine gebrochener zahn in einer tuete die reise jetzt fortfuehrt.
(wird man ihn wieder einkleben koennen, receiceln?)

Ja ich bin frisch und war heute nacht 5 mal mein wasser abschlagen vor dem bus. So viel wasser habe ich getrunken? oder pisse ich mich jetzt selbst aus?

Yes, boss, i know! I have to do it in english, but somedays, my words fly better in german.. So can't we change the contract?

Nach paris... Nach paris ist mir mein sinn... Bleiben wollte ich indes hier in den gefliden des suedens. Am meet und der muendung der rhone. Da wo er einst die liebe gefunden, in den jahren fruehester jugend. Dem hoelder...

Und wieder will wasser aus mir herauskommen...

Guten morgen ihr!
Frankreich du alte sau, ich liebe dir.. Sorry, to say that, but in this moment, i just feel so...

ENGLISH:
I mean the french people do not unrstand english anyway, so shall i lern french? I'd love to, and could stay here in marseille! Doing it like goethe adviced.. And the are many people just speaking french, which would be genious teachers for french.

These days are so beautiful in the region. Not to hot, sunny, frech..

Ich habe kein bock mehr auf englisch und frage mich gerade, ob ich mich verblogge. Wie im vatikan erkannt. Oer ist ds einfach eine internationalisierte megakommunikation, die wichtiger und wertviller ist, also so ein plausch von anwesendem menschen zu anwesendem menschen? Kluge frage, doofe frage? Ich sehe ja audh die schoene umwelt gar nicht, die mich umgibt. Glotzen auf den bildschirm, wie ideotisch, das kann man auch im buero, zb in der haesslichsten stadt der welt... Ich aber rase durch beautiful sputh of france!

Bisous, ralphero

Close to marseille. Close to the sea.. Close to the pillow.. Close to another car with three whatever smoking girls.. Close to fallen asleep.. Close to africa.. Clos to myself.

So i say good night and can listen the sound of the wafes. The trunkshow at carre optic in marseille was great and i say loud and clear: MERCI MERCI!!! I loved to join all the people from marseille. And i'd so much would like to stay longer... And i lost the artificial part of a tooth.. Just eating an innocent baguette! Can you imagine? Isn't it crasy.

Almost midnight in marseille and here in carro. Yes.. Here we say: bon nuit! And bisous, which might mean, kisses!

In the south of france everything is beautiful and violence and other bad things did not arrived. People here have good vine, much sun and good olive oil and baguette! Plus tourists and the sea and tax free mini-countries. So no violence. People leave their cars open at night and have no doors on their houses. Of course...


I'm in my way from nice to marseille. In an amazing car, a kind of mobile ic! Berlin station - a little piece of berlin on the road.. Frederic, our rep is traveling with a vw van throught the south of france, sleeping inside, making salesmeeting inseide and maybee more...

I'm sitting in the back. Practizing my diat with vanilla cream cookies, and choclate milke. The good thing, all these sweets do not contain meat! Isn't that great! So perfect for my diat.

Tonight we gonna sleep in the car on the beach and tomorror early morning, i guess before sunrise, i learn a new technique of water-sports.. Surfing plus this thing in the sky.. I giess the name is shy surfing.. I believe, very difficult and dangerous. Maybee i gonna survife.

On friday i go to paris and in the rrain to paris, i gonna have this secret meeting with the guys from vatican. The are really crazy, thet canceled the meeting in nice, because of security. Maybee because of this thing in pakistan? And a train also is very dangerous, if people wonna kill us, a train is ideal. By the way, hello pope and hello catholic church!

Sitting in the back of a vw bus is more than comftable and now i can understand friedrich lichtenstein (the famous), who did this tour one year before with our bus from berlin. How beautiful...!

Do you know ic! Berlin?!

We meet a guy wearing an ic! Berlin frame! Driving a very cool bmw and smooking a cigar, when leaving the parking on the highway. Very kind of cool.

Shall i sleep a little?
It is so nice an cosy in this car...!

Good night...

The reality of violence.
When it happens.
When the head of a human being is the target,
Hidden by boots.

two young guys just pushing the head of their victim.
- for example -
Without borders.
Pushing and pushing.
Again and again.

In the public space.
In a big city.
Not hidden somewhere.

VisibleIn the public space.
In the middle of a big city.
In berlin.
Nobody can see that.
hidden in public.



"I mean, what should i have done. These guys where so agressive and i absolutly had no idea, what do do... Yes, very terrible, what happened with this guy.. Yes it was obvious, that he almost died. But what should i have done. I have no idea and i can not fight - i'm against violence and absolutly have no sympaty for fights. Maybee these guys might have tried to kill me as well, if i... I heard from cases, where helping people where killed as well... Again, facing such a violence, i have no idea to behave, yes, i know, that i should have help... But how? I mean i also have responsibilitys.. I have kids and family. and there was no professionel help. No police or security. I mean, am i responsible for the security in the metro? I think the goverment should do more for security."

Can an open free society also beeing hidden by violence from outside?

"Isn't it everywhere more or less free like here in berlin, like in germamy, europe. Who should come and fight our "open" society...?! We are not living in the djungle anymore. These terrible times of war and violence are gone. We reached another decade of progress and everybody knows, that violence does not help. - To fight for the freedom of our "open" society? For me violence is not an option. We have to talk and negotiate to solve problems!"

...And i made it back to the city into my bed. At two am. After listenling some more music very loud at home - good luck i have no neightbours...

The cabdriver was racing from schoenfeld to mitte and i was kind of in peace with the world again, even if i really do not recogment easyjet. No no no!

Today i'm with my good old motherline, la grande dame air france.. Yes i can not stop flying, unfortuatly. On this trip i go to nice and paris. In a secret mission... I will meet people from vatican (...) to negotiate about some "future projects"... I hope they gonna take it really serious and secret. I do not wonna be seen to much in this catholic church circles, even if it gonna be a big thing, we are working on some "blogs" together.. Vatican is really a nice place and these burka kind of dressed people there are amazing...

Is it to early? I'm in the plane already and because of blogging i can or do not speak with my neightbour. Shit. She is reading anyway.

One very serious thing: i have to do a diat... Maybee this fruit thing and nuts and water and many many things not anymore.. Or a week of real fasting. Somehow i feel, that me, my soul and i asking for that.. Of corse that includes also a fasting in travels.

Why put air france somebody right next to me? ...if the plane is not fully booked? Why do i have windowseat and not aile?

Is it okay to be tired?

Sleep is comercial!!!

Have a nice day, have a nice night, have a nice life, have a nice nice. Have a good trip. Have a good flight. Have a good whatever.

Das leben ist schoen - noch immer und trotz allem und deswegen!

Wie viel deutsch ist hier erlaubt? Das ist nicht klar in meinem vertrag geregelt ich muss mit ihm sprechen. Auch ueber das buch, das ich schreiben moechte - ob ich das darf und worueber ich schreiben darf und in welcher sprache ueberhaupt. Muss ich das anmelden, wie zollpflichtige ware an der grenze? Sind die gedanken frei?

Fuer wen blogge ich das alles ueberhaupt?

Sollte man sich eine kugel in den kopf jagen, oder gefaehrdet das die gesundheit?

My finger stoped bleading. You know a guy supplied for a job, sending one shoe. When i opend the parcel, i thought, shit, am i gerorge? Is this parcel from bagdat? Is it a press conference and the show is for my head like for bush one... Good luck it was not and more related with a german saying... Very funny idea and at the end i were happy - ja, somehow i'm not george bush..

Nachdem ich jetzt so viel ordnungsgemaess auf englisch geschrieben habe, hat mein chef, der oberste, mir erlaubt, auf deutsch weiter zu schreiben. Auch weil ich muede bin und mich langweile. Ein wenig. Die musik in meinen ohren ist rachmaninov, so schoen.

Der easy jet terminal ist schoen einfach. Ohne schnickschnack. Eine einfache wellblechhalle. Auf den wartesitzen alte und gluecklicher weise versteinerte, damit ungefaehrliche, kaugummis vom freaktouristen zurueckgelassen.

Neben mir ein frisches italienisches aqua minerale.

Die halle ist leer und ich hoffe, auf einen ruhigen, leeren flug nach berlin. Seit dem letzten erdbeben in japan, ist schoenefeld erdplattenverschiebungstechnisch auch nicht mehr ganz so weit weg. Das soll eine geschlagene viertel stunde ausmachen und meine schwester blogt fuer die faz und will da ein bild von mir zeigen. Ein unschuldiges jugendwerk mit dem titel "kill you!".. Was wollte ich damit sagen und was wird sie, meine schwester darueber schreiben? Im ihrem blog in der FAZ?

Zum lesen habe ich nur die brandeins dabei. Ja, die ist schlechter geworden, aber wie soll das gehen, das niveau immer zu halten. Manchmal findet man doch etwas aufmunterndes interessantes, wie den artikel ueber verschossene spendengelder in thailand. Das hat mir doch hoffnung gegeben.

Natuerlich bin ich fuer die totalverschleirung auch christlicher maedchen und jungen. Gegen die begierde, die sau. Und andersrum sollten die maenner frack tragen mit zylinder. Das fehlt mir jetzt doch im neuerlichen berlin. Frueher in den zwanziger jahren war das anders und ich habe mich bedeutend wohler gefuehlt. Mindestens grau- schwarze anzuege mit hemd (natuerlich weiss) mit kravatte sollten im oeffentlichen raum und allen privaten raeumen, ausser vielleicht dem schlafzimmer, pflicht sein. Ich bin mir sicher, dass derartige anforderungsprofile kommen werden in den naechsten veirundzwanzig jahren.

Die zwei spanierinnen neben mir schreiben unentwegt postkarten. Jetzt, wo sie wieder zurueck fliegen. Da muss ich fragen, ist das nicht ein wenig spaet, meine damen. Die tragen natuerlich auch noch keine burka. Fraglich sowieso, ob sie christinnen sind - damit aber auch fraglich, ob die burkapflicht nicht uebergreifend eingefuehrt werden sollte, damit keine ungleichheit entsteht und damit zank.

Alain mikli fliegt auch easyjet.

Hey, alain! Reagiere mal auf meine sms! Ich kann nicht immer und ewig warten, bis es dir vielleich passt waehrend deines landlebens vor den toren der stadt paris.. Ist ja ganz houllebeque, dein leben.. Echt zukuenftlich.

Und jetzt quaele ich mich gleich durch die sicherheit zum boarding gate. Wie freue ich mich doch und bin angefuellt mit guter alter spes bona!

Da faellt mir spontan ein, dass easyjet auch gerne fluege einfach streicht, wenn sie zu leer sind, wie es jetzt im fall schoenefeld den anschein hat. Ich sxhwoere, das ist mir wirklich mehrfach so passiert mit den leichten jet freunden... Ich sage nochmal nur: spes bona!

Liebe schenkt leben und lebenskraft.
Der papst segnet die glaeubigen und unglaeubigen? Die auch? Darf er das?

Liebe ist staerker als dreissig mauern oder salatdressing.
Weisheit waechst nicht auf baeumen, auch wenn budda drunter geschlafen hat.

Santa subito!

Ich habe einen buckel.

Natuerlich hat der easyjet flug fast eine stunde verspaetung.. Ich frage mich, ob der dann ueberhaupt noch landen darf im dorf schoenfeld. Gemeinhin wird dann der flug kurz vor der boardingzeit gecancelt. Das ist easyjet style.. Warten wir es ab und verlierfen die hoffnung nicht, spes bona, wie gesagt. Tatsaechlich beweht sich gar nichts bei easyj. Zwei fluege sollen vor meinem vom gate D01 abgehen. Kann ich alles nicht glauben.

Ich hasse diese ipad bedingten tippfehler. Eeeehrlich!

Langsam beginne ich das keusche konzept der sexualitaet zu verstehen. Langsam.. Aber das bedeutet noch nichts. Ausser, dass begierde der honig auf eines messers scharfer klinge ist - ja wer mag da nicht zulecken.. Deshalb ja die vollverschleierung, auch genannt burka - zuende gedacht geht der weg dorthin. Eeeehrlich!

Die nonnen mir gegenueber fliegen jetzt mit easyjet nach madrid, die gluecklichen. Gilt das als vollverschleierung, deren kostuem? Ist das schon burka oder eine zart verlockende vorstufe zur hoelle..

Und bin laden sei tot hoere ich heute. Von den amerikanern gefunden, verhaftet und erschossen. Nicht unbedingt in dieser reihenfolge, aber im ergebnis war es so gewesen sein. Und weil das so ist, sind alle gewarnt, weil die gefahr ansteige, sagen die sicherheitskraefte. Ist das direkt logisch oder hintergruendig nachvollziehbar. Oder beides.

Musikhoeren kann ich auch nicht mehr, weil ich dann ansagen ueberhoeren kann, die mir eine nacht in rom esparten. In rom? Auf dem flughafen von rom, vor den toren der stadt.

Ich will keinen buckel haben - oder zarter gesprochen, rundruecken.

Zum anderen sind blogs oeffentliche uebungsmassnahmen zum schreibenlernen. Schreiben lerne man durchs schreiben, schrieb einst silbio berlusconi in seiner promotion an der universitaet bayreuth.

Ich moechte mit air france fliegen - notfalls ueber paris. Subito.

Nichts geht mehr.
Nichts fliegt mehr.

Keine neuen emails auch nicht mehr. Es ist zu spaet fuer emails. Die menschen haben freizeit, das heisst sie schauen tv, essen oder schlafen. Ich warte. Und noch haben sogar die nahrungsmittellaeden hier geoeffnet. Ich befinde mich jetzt im allgemeinen terminal und nicht mehr in der easyjet wellblechhalle. Ofenbar haben die easyjetler da gate D01 dazugemietet. Muss teueer gewesen sein in diesem luxustrakt mit gucci, dolce und gabbana und ferrari.

Die pilger verlassen die stadt.

Ich warte weiter und...?
Es ist zehn uhr in der nacht. In einer stunde soll es losgehen... Ungeachtet des nachtflugverbotes im schoenefelder flughafendorf.

Nichts bewegt sich.
Ich rufe laut: santo subito!

Benedictus sollte schon zu lebzeiten... Eben subitoheilig!
Was wird werden?
Amen...

Surprising gatechange... Jetzt d05 und ein bischen neue hoffnung..
Deutsche um mich herum. Auch das gibt hoffnung. Endlich verstehe ich meine umwelt wieder. Und schoen sehen sie aus, meine mitreisenden. Noch mehr hoffnung.

Eine warteschlange und es geht nicht los.
Es geht noch nicht los,
Easy ist es bei easyjet.

Warum kann man diese fluggesellschaft nicht verbieten? Aus meiner sicht gaebe es genuegend gruende. Oder waere das undemokratisch?

Wo ist der papst?

Back in termini station... It started raining.. Just a littel, but rain.. I'm exhausted and tired and ask myselve, why blogging.

I guess blogging is taking away people from real life like all these mobile communication items. Somehow. It might just be okay, if there is absolutely no other option to communicate. But i'm not shure, - of course, because somewhen no communication also should be an option.

The lonleyness of the dessert...

seeing these catholicbloggers was an experience..

I also lerned, that blogs needs to have a coment-area. Even if my boog hasen't and won't have. Is it a blog anyway?

Loacker vanille is nice, mostly white sugar i guess = abolutly healthy.

Easy easy easy jet... Looking also forward to that flying experience. Must be like air france business, just easy. And schoenefeld airport in berlin is also an amazing option. Arriving late means arriving super late in the city. If getting a cab. But, i'm positive. Super positive - from now on.

I'm full with the good positive spirit of the vatican and the catholic church and i would not say anymore, that it could be compaired with the gdr. There is a difference, even if it is not to big: the religion believes in something above, something which is not from here... In the gdr, that was not the case... - correct?

Traino arrivo!

In the train... Having a seat and - sitting. What a nice feeling. Try tro relax. Now my feet also burning. My head is burning. Myeyes are burning. My stomach is filled with heavy sugar. The air in the train is not like in the alps on a high montain.

Clouds outside are grey.

The catholic bloggers still discussing i guess and i'd like to join them. The end of such events is always the best, maybee the only exiting things. At the end the real talks get started. The real interesting people come together, that is my experience. And i guess, it might have happened in this meeting as well, but without me.

A blogger always have the question, who is reading this? Does anybody read that? Or is the hole thing a lonley thing like the writing itselve. I know, i learned, that this is the reason for the comment area, which i do not have and do not want. I wonna stay lonley, believing, that nobody reading all this. Like writing a book, which is somehow also more that an expression of lonleyness.

The train is empty, still - but not leaving, even if it should leave. It is 19.24h and it should have left at 19.22h.. Is it italy?

Listened a few americans on piazza st piedro complaining about the italian toilets... I uses the toilet in the train - forbitten thing, if the train is not moving. Ups...

Doors closed and train moves out of the station. All seats arround me stays empty. Roma, i'm leqving you!

How beautiful is this city... How exhausting, for just a few hours...

no more meat.
No more sugar.
No more coffee.
No more trash.

Shall i?
Shall we?

Fasting? Slowing down.. Like the pope with the birds in his garden. I'd say, a very good decision for him, not to join this meeting.

Does mr. Pope bloggs?

Roma ostiense...

Buona nocce!

"Bloggers have a responsibility. The internet is something infinite. The holy father is a very open minded person. Something with sex and porn, which i did not understood. Freedom is good and peace as well. Johannes paul II is also good and blessed. Different people from all over the world comming to rome are good. Social media could be good. Egoism is bad and again, blogers have a high resonsibility - that seams to be important!" a woman from usa said all that and was very wise (american style).

The first man talking spoke in spanish, so i did not understood. But very embissioned and engaged. Beautiful somhow (after he spoke, he started blogging again, like the others...)

Now another guy is talkin in a language i do not understand: itanlian. And i have to confess, somewhen it is the best, just to wirtr all the time, if the reality is not that exiting. So i better stop writing and try to understand anyway.

It is cold in this room.

Why isn't all in english?

And... It takes longer than expected..
I guess i gonna leave earlier, i have to catch the bus, train, plane.

Now a guy from netherlands talks (in english, of course...), who starts blogging 15 year ago... A lonley priest from a village, who starts blogging, because nobody arround him to communicate... A case, that seams to make sense, in the understanding of blogging. and "star wars" was the key into blogging. Also seams to make sense. He annonced to keep his speach short, but now talking and talking. Priests obvieouly like talking. And he points out, that comments would be important. So i do somthing very very wrong, having no comment area on my page. Why commemts i ask myselve.. (

Ich finde neue medien, oder heisst das social media (?), irgentwie bloed und neurotisch.

Now a frensh guy talking, of course in his language. I would talk in english, almost automaticlly... Is that normal? But the sound of french is very beautiful!!!

Monologue talking. Longer than expected, which mean no time to discuss. Very normal situation. Basiclly fitting with the philosophie of blogging.

I will leave after this blog and walk down ths bus line 64 direction to statione termine. Getting in touch with reality, with rome... Does blogers sit inside, even if sun shines?

I love benedict - for shure he sits in his vatican gardens in the sun, listening the bird talking about love...

I guess, that is all i can blog from this bloggy meeting...

Ps.: somebody said, branding is important.

Uuuuh, like in the bible.. From the last lane in the back to the first.. Now i'm seated very much in front. One guy took me... Strange and not to bad. Maybee not enough people showed up.

I deceide to think just positive, from now on..

how stupid to be somewhere writing, not beeing at that place.. You know, what i mean. Bloggers always blogging, so how to do a real meeting with bloggers..? Because they are blogging all the time and not really be somewhere - just online.. Stupid kind of people, these bloggers, including me..

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So i took a break from writing, walking arround, but no talking, because all bloggers blogging like crasy already.. Hmmm strange, but somehow logic..

To give the details: the hole thing started at 15.30h with the comming in. It real starts at four. So time to get a place and star blogging. Or talking, but not with the people beeing here. Next to me for example also somebody writing like crasy, like me now. Other bloggers check out the electricity or the connection to internet. These computer things.. But nobody talking, talking with me.

Many people from the church. Priest and people from monastarys, monks and so. Also press people, writing about the writing people. Ja. I gonna have a secound break and gonna walk arround a little again...

And, very importany: RED is the color here.. And i'm with black showes. The tables are red the chairs are red, which creates a very red impression..

Straight into the train to roma termini.. The train was just leaving, when i enter the staition and i made it just to the last waggon, which is naturally always packed, in this case with old americans, asian tourists and freaks - exactly the mix i prefer.

The weather is clowdy, sun suppose to come out when the meeting starts, or, when i leave the train. Still early i'd say. The old guy from, let's say texas, wearing cowboy boots - of course. His loved wife with light pink kind of shirt and "balboa island - california" sweater jacket. Americans are so wise! And still traveling - obvieously, at least the old people.

The dollar almost at 1.50 / euro.
I feel fat.
Train getting slower.
Shall i take a shower?
Rome is very dangerous city, even with the pope...
To many touists, i'd say.

I took of my very italien west.. I'm wearing a grey suit, white shirt, grey structured tie, ic! Berlin acetat sunglasses and black boots. I hoe i look very rome..

Demut ist besser als grossmut.
Bescheidenheit!


A city, which IS tourism. A city mostly with foreigners. How to survife here? How to move, where to go? I'm here for hours, so getting even more difficult, to do "the right thing". Of course this meeting.. But the hours before. - places with many tourists are alwats terrible, because the tourists bring the money and never come back.. And the spave is expensive, so people have to make money..

The place i had lunch is not that bad. The spagetthi alle forno (?), the spicy tomato thing, was good. No people here, except four other tourists from i gues netherlands. The menue told me, that my friend michele merisi also spend nights in here. Maybe in this place, or in another one close to here... In this case i like it, that it is that empty and silence in this restaurant. I hope to get power. Also the restroom, the keyplace for tourists, is very okay.
I finished my pasta and consider to visit piaza navona and than going to the vaticano, to my blogger collegues..

Il conto perfavore, i have to say, if i wonna get the cheque..

How to do a tourist city like rome. I guess the secret is, to stay at one place all the time and not moving at all. Maybee that is a key.

Hello rome! Ups, the sun comes out, i can see - i have to leave immediatly..!


Piazza navona, campo dei fiori, regards to giordano b., piazza farnese... Fuck, i really love rome, or roma.. La roma?! Yes the people are beautiful and the wellknown smell of history.. Justbeautiful..even with or the foreigners become beautiful..

What did mr. Warhol wrote about:thw problem of rome are the old houses.. No space for new thimgs... That's what he said.. Somehow..

The peace of rome...

Und all die priester ueberall..
Jetzt setzt sich ein dicker mann neben mich..


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Yes rome is small in the center... All you reach very immediate. Now i checked out, wherethe meeting is gonna be, and the bus leave to termini... 64 and the express one 40... Had an italian caffee and people even ask me the way... And i could answer, like a real italian raggazino..

Getting hot and like expected, sun comes out.

Smooth and sient places are available, even now.

Santo subbito...

Die alpen unter mir. Bald norditalien, dann die toskana und so und dann roma. Wenn man alle zeitungen, die einem vor flugbeginn ausgehaendigt werden, liest, bekommt man lust, zurueck zu treten. Zuruecktreten vom leben. nicht total, suizidal, sondern gewissermassen partiell radikal. Einfach aussteigen in den einstieg, wenn man das so ideotisch ausdruecken darf - und ohne atomaren hintergrundgedanken. Irgentwie rein ins raus, oder raus ins rein. Oder rein-raus, womit wir wieder beim alten thema sind, aus dem wir, oder ich, laut protestantisch buddismus auch raus muessen, oder muss, also aus den trieben und der niedrigen, gleichsam tierisch laiblichen begierde. (Ich fliege in den vatikan und komme aus mitte, das ist fast prenzlauer berg, und seitdem die schwaben dort, also in prenzlauer berg, wohnen, ist der pietismus eben auch dort heimischer geworden und graebt den a-Theisten das dreckige wasser ab! - dank so und gut sei gott). Den guertel sich schnueren und in den heiligen himmel ueber rom blicken, der dann ja auch punktgenau aufbrach und sonne auf den heilig gesprochenen polenpabst herunteerwarf, als dieser, also der polenpabst, heilig gesprochen wurde. Darf ich bei all dem noch auf caravaggio blicken? Diesen hurensohn und begierigen geschlechtstriebigen? Der ja eben auch mitten im vatikan haengt und leuchtet?! Diesen lebensextremisten mit diversen und mehr leidenschaften? Aber klar, darum geht es nicht in der erkalteten glutenkiste, nach, weit nach kurt schwitters. - apropos, was sind eigentlich "twitters"? Blogs? Glutenkisten. Verdammt, diese masslosen abwege in steiniges revier - und da faellt mir bei allem auch noch ein, dass dortmund, dort im revier, fullballdeutschlandmeister geworden ist. Durch einen spielsieg schon vor dem ende der saison. Bayern noch dritter und herta steigt auf, frankfurt vielleicht ab, trotz, ggf. Wegen dem daum - ich mag ihn nicht den daum...

Aber eben darum geht es nicht.

...er hatte beschlossen ein buch zu schreiben, liess indes davon ab, da auch ihm vor augen stand, wie sehr auch diese umwelt schon verschmutzt war und jedes nicht geschriebene buch das bessere war, dem geschriebenen gegenueber. So auch jedem wort, geschrieben oder gesprochen gegenueber - und im anblick der konkreten tat, und dem zu vielen!

Ich hoere shostakovitch, violinkonzert nr. 1 und prokofiev, ebenso.. I'm loving it.. And this is an ideal moment to switch into englich again... To confess, that i'm missing camoglie, missing this beautiful village in italy close to genua.. The beautiful hotel and beautiful landscape, beautiful ocean, beautiful buildings and beautoful nature, beautiful people - italiens, of course, berlosconi!

I guess this popy blogger meeting is gonna be very exiting and the most exiting thing is gonna be my flight back to berlin with the most terrible airline in western europe. Easy easy easy... Jet... No flight without colapsing passangers at check in.. Crying is a usual thing at this airline.. I will see and hopefully gonna be very positivly surpised..

But but but... Thousnads of polish or polnish people are in rome, because of the old pope.. This special treTment yesterday. The city is full with people and i have no idea, if it is gonna be super terrible or beautiful..?! I also do not know, if there is starbucks in rome, or if i have to drink espresso? To be honeat, i hope not to find starbucks... What the fuck is starbucks about? I already feel bad, getting my drinks at starbucks at tegel airport, this wonderful place with the best employees.. (Regards!!) I stop by almost every day, because of the high frequency of travels. As you also can see here in this popy blog.. On wednesday i gonna go to south of france, followed by asia again, followed by australia followed by agentinia, followed by slowenia, followed by oldenburg - not not seriously, just kidding. I need to stay in berlin again for longer.

Working in our nyc store once a month was the plan.. Possible to realize?

Alpen ueberflogen... Sind wir bald da? Wie komme ich in den vatikan? Bei all dem heiligen chaos. Um 15.30 h geht es los. Jetzt werden hier zollfreie (?) waren verkauft. Letzt gelegenheit etwas fuer meinen papst zu ergattern. Ich denke, er liebt bayrische wurstwaren und weihnachtsschmuck. Das hatte ich dereinst in der sueddeutschen zeitung gelesen. Dass da ein haushaelter zu ihm hinfaehrt anfang dezember, und ihm alles bringt aus regensburg, und von seinem kleinen oder grossen bruder, der dann auch kommt, daher und dorthin.

Was ist von bernhard zu halten, dem thomas?
Ich will auch thomas bernhard sein, ohne das lungending und die schreckliche kindheit und all das leiden. Bitte immer nur currywurst und schokopudding! Ich habe/heisse anderes/anderl und bin auch kein veroesterreichister wortkuenstler, sondern eben bloss oder nur oder sogar blechbrillenverkaeufer.

Der mann neben mir traegt deutschtouristische sandalenschuhe.
Und braun und eine jeans.. Er ist dick mit schnautzbart - nicht wie hitler.

Roma, i'm comming! I'm comming! (is it okay to say so?)
So many deap experiences in rome and i even wrote a book about a trip to rome. I guess that trip was in the last century and i was young and almost innocent. And i were very exited...

I so much would love to do a trip like that again. Somhow... Somehow not.. But i'd love to go to rome again. Not for a few hours like now for a popy meeting with bloggers... How many bloggers will come? It was to short... And the communication was not really very perfect.

Meine augen werden mal wieder muede. Und ich frage mich, ob museen eine option sein koennten? Oder wegen montag geschlossen? Haben kirchen geoeffnet? Oder alles hat geoeffnet wegen dem polnischen pabst? Dem johannes paul? Hat das der benedict so veranlasst? Ist es okay, all die intellektuell hoeherstehenden inhalte nur in deutsch zu schreiben? Oder ist es andersrum? Herr trump Hat den chinesen zugerufen: "listen, motherfuckers!" - ob das eine gute formulierung war? Also im sinne einer politisch wirklich korrekten anrede? Er will ja bekanntlich praesident werden und zweifelt die amerikanserhaftigkeit des obama an... Der sei eher in afrika geboren und koenne gar nicht praesident sein, so wie ich... Oder pabst. Santa subito, sag ich da nur, und stelle fest, dass eigentlcih latein die sparache dieses blogs sein sollte.. Obwohl eben immernoch gilt: quid licit bovi, not licit bovi, richtig?

Watching out of the window, it looks very much like italy. I can see the hogan shoes and proud ragazzi people. But mountanis again, without snow topping. I guess that is the very famous toskana..? Is it? Americans love italy. And mr. trump compairs himself with berlosconi, this superpraesidente from here. Italy is close to lybia and north africa, so maybee in italy the same things gonna happen soon?

Hello silvio! Are you also gonna be there? Have you been there yesterday? When will we arrive in roma? I can see a lake in with the outline of a cross. Does somebody knows, which one that could be? How long does the flight take.

Wir sind fast da... The students behind me are so quiet.. Warum?

I have to put so many words in my blog today, because of this visit, my boss told me. I'd better stayed at home... Berlin!

To write a book. Directly in english? But in german, i feelnat home. We are passing the clowds, going down to earth again. I guess a train will bring us in the city... It is eleven o'clock.


Gelandet, landed!

Hello italy, i love italy! Hallo italien, ich liebe dich! Do we say it like that, if we are not mikel jackson? By the way, what is mikel doing? Is he still in vegas?

The sky is grey and the birds are singing songs from verdi. And i can see a happy easyjet airplane on the runway next to ours. Happy people winking me, or do they ask for help? Prokofiev is so sad, so melancolic.

Shall i bring jaegermeister or hennesy to my pope. I guess to bring gifts to the pope is not a good idea. I even not took some glasses to him. Maybee i can send after, if it is obvious, that he needs, or that he would use. From my point of view it must be terrible, to get gifts from almost every visitor. Of course the question is, does he really gets? I guess, yes, he does.


A big group of students from kreuzberg is with me in the flight. Tuerkish boys and girls, in burka kind of dresses. Somehow that fits very well with vatican. I anyway would suggest more closed clothing also here in the western world, in berlin! We are to naked and sex-orientated.

And scientists found out, that young people anyway are less and less sex related, or interested in... Of course except the extrem cases from uk... This tv series, with very young girls and boys, having sexs and drugs and rock'n roll all the time...- i would assume that as a kind of destroying energy in the western world. Shit i forgot the name of that series, but i guess, it is "skin".

The students from kreuzberg seams to have no teacher. Or if they have, it is an almost invisible descreet on - and for shure very open minded.

The pope is not really waiting for me. Basiccly he have to sleep and take a bath or massages because of yesterday. This "glorification" of the polnish pope.. That is, what somebody told me. Today we, the bloggers, meeting "just" some lower levels of popes. I think i do not express correct, but it should not sound rude to my german pope. It is just, because my english is less good than my german... But by contract, i have to write this blog in english... Unfortunatly

So how did you made it to this meeting, mr. Ralph?

Well, a few weeks ago i read an article in the "berliner zeitung" inviting international bloggers to the pope - yes, they wrote POPE! - and there was an email adress, so i immeditly aply. A certained time after, i received an email, informing me, that i'd be invited!!!!

Details i would get later. no date was mentioned. During my early summer holyday, of course in italy, i received a phonecall from a writer from a church newspaper from osnabrueck, the major catholic motherland in germany, asking for an interview reg. The bloggersmeeting. That time, middle of april, i heard first time about the date, the secound of may... = today.

From my perspective and having the quality of this meeting in mind, very short periode. I also never received a specific invitation, just indirectly through the popes webpage... - but, but! I do not complain at all. I'm very happy and inlighted and impressed and exited to be one of the few, meeting the hight pope kind of people.

I really have no idea, who is gonna come and what they wonna know about us? Maybee the pope just should read blogs? From my point of view, that would be relativly wasted time. Even my blog i would not recoment. Hmmm, thinking, maybee from time to time i would recoment, but as a pope i mostly would not read.. I would try just to be - or not to be (shakesbear)

And to be honest, to become pope, was one of my first ideas, for work and professional life. And even now, i still guess, that popism would be an option for me. Irecognize, that popism sounds like pop.. = Wharhol direction. Is the pope basiclly an pop-artist.

I'm waiting for the boarding, crasy exited young people arround me. What are they gonna do in rome? I my plane. Boarding starts with the seats in the back of the plane.

I had a caramel frappucino and a chaitea latte.

I guess the hole sexual issue is to strong in the western world.
I guess, i should also wear burka.
I guess, we need more rules.
And smiles.

The students are mixed into very turkish kind of traditional burka people, and brand fucked up western styl boys and girls. Now i even recognize the teachers. Very small older persons, looking arround a little helpless. Are they also gonne meet the pope... Sorry, not also...

I'd love to see caravaggio! Hope to meet him in one of these dangerous areas of the city. He still should be very fucked up i heard. Micele merisi da caravaggio... I gonn try in santa maria del populo.. Or in the vatican?

I apolagize in advance. Mea culpa, me culpa, mea maxima culpa..
Is honecker like benedickt?
The vatican the gdr?

Love the pope...!
Love the church!
Love christus!
Love ic! Berlin!
Love you!
Love yourself!
Love airplanes!

now i'min the south of korea,using a public computer -and it works! fascinating somehow. here we have a tradshow and it is veryexiting. many students running around, beeing exited. i think in this moment a group of sdtudents came in and making jokes in my back... but i'm not shure.
korea...korea... a country almost without mistakes, which might be a mistake, or genious? doi know? is it genious, not to have mistakes? i mean, of course, my mistake is of course, that i have no mistakes.. but this is also a mistake. the mistake of a mistake... the only mistake is, to do the same mistake again and again. but.... mistakes themselve are... --- let's say: okay...or is it a mistake..

asians in general are very afraid to do mistakes. americans never make mistakes, so they are also not afraid. europeans are a mistake, so they also recognize - wich also could be a mistake, but my mistake, because i might be wrong..

and i'm not soooo tired.. i slept relativly long.. just feel like a press-sausage.. wearing a suite in size 52 and is not to big...more the other direction/// ja, i somehow consider to go vegan direction, but... maybee, when i'm getting older, or old... so maybee tomorrow...

ich kuesse, sie und bis gleich... mostly i kiss amerika!! and the dollar!!!

now i'min the south of korea,using a public computer -and it works! fascinating somehow. here we have a tradshow and it is veryexiting. many students running around, beeing exited. i think in this moment a group of sdtudents came in and making jokes in my back... but i'm not shure.
korea...korea... a country almost without mistakes, which might be a mistake, or genious? doi know? is it genious, not to have mistakes? i mean, of course, my mistake is of course, that i have no mistakes.. but this is also a mistake. the mistake of a mistake... the only mistake is, to do the same mistake again and again. but.... mistakes themselve are... --- let's say: okay...or is it a mistake..

asians in general are very afraid to do mistakes. americans never make mistakes, so they are also not afraid. europeans are a mistake, so they also recognize - wich also could be a mistake, but my mistake, because i might be wrong..

and i'm not soooo tired.. i slept relativly long.. just feel like a press-sausage.. wearing a suite in size 52 and is not to big...more the other direction/// ja, i somehow consider to go vegan direction, but... maybee, when i'm getting older, or old... so maybee tomorrow...

ich kuesse, sie und bis gleich... mostly i kiss amerika!! and the dollar!!!

Karfreitaeglich
(in italien)

Uniform und masse.
Uniform und klassifizierung.
Uniform und ordnung.

In einer freien gesellschaft,
Schafft uniform ordnung.
Selbstgegeben, fremdbestimmt.

In den moden der saison.
frei und in grosser selbstkontrolle.
Der gruppenkoerper kontrolliert sich selbst,
Und wird gerichtet.

(Es ist irrelevant, eigene erkenntnis zu "papier" zu bringen.
Nur verstehen, was man selbst er-fahren hat.
Und dennoch immer aufschreiben,
Mit einer kleinen archaischen resthoffnung
Auf verstehen -
auf-erstehen.

Das zum verstehen zu geben,
Was man meint, gesagt zu haben.
Ohne gewaehr und in der unwahrscheinlichkeit,
Des verstehens.
Das verstehen verstehen oder nicht-verstehen)

Ecce homo.

Italiener verstehen ihre codes - die uniformen.
Die richtigen schuhe in gleichschaltung, welche es sich leisten koennen.
Die richtige tasche in gleichschaltung, die es sich leisten koennen.
Die richtige jacke in gleichschaltung, wer es sich leisten kann.

Alle italiener machen immer das gleiche.
alle individuell, das heisst "Einzelmenschig".
alle nehmen "es" verspielt in grossem ernst.
Alle sind mit ausnahmen eingeschlossen.

In der demokraie bestimmt die mehrheit,
was die gesamtheit
Fuer eine uniform traegt.
(wenn "die gruenen" noch heute turnschuhe truegen,
Waere das ein beweis?!)

Den stolz in den knochen und haltung.
Keine verzogenen schultern oder ruecken gekrummt.
Das gehoert in die gehitzte glutenkiste
und hier her!

Wo ist mein espresso?
Bei einer sogenannten "latte macciato" sofort sterben.
Ohne starbucks.

Dem zuckersirup einen schlussstrich setzen.
Nie wieder krieg.

Ans kreuz mit ihm.
Der mutter aus dem herzen herausgeschnitten -
Natuerlich bei beiderseitig lebendigem leibe.
Ans kreuz mit dem verraeter, -


spekulativer karfreitag.
Oh groesste not, gott selbst ist tot.
Und hinabgestiegen in das reich des todes.
Am dritten tage...

Der papst wird sterben.
eingeschlafen (worden) sein
und der neue mann...

Endlos verschleifen sich die buchstarben zu worten und -
Geschlossen wird sein der starbucks am rollfeld,
In tegel bei ankunft.

Der schlimmste tod.
Das blut laeuft aus den wunden und langsam,
Ganz langsam schwinden die lebenskraefte,
Mit zugemergeltem schmerz, dem saugenden.

Es gibt foccatia bei air dolomiti.
Mit schinken.
Mit fleischlichem schinken.
22. April, karfreitag 2011.

Die einfleischung gottes.
In sued oldenburg und bayern.
Im vatican.
Nicht in italien.
Vielleicht in brasilien.
Auf jeden fall in einigen regionen der vereinigten staaten von amerika.


Ggf. Mit der stewardess auf der bordtoilette -
Das spitz zulaufende lombardische gesicht.
Wie die bluse spannt, wenn sie zum starten platz genommen hat.


Ueber und unter den wolken.
Eine cola bitte - mit milch und zucker.
Light would be perfect.
Beilaeufig zart ihre hand beruehren.

Maximal ein handgepaeckstueck.
Ich habe drei dabei.
(das reimt sich)

Am karfreitag ein schinkenfoccatia essen.
Bei air dolomiti.
Am karfreitag ein schinkenfoccatia essen.
Und,
Gestorben am kreuze.

Wenn ramadan ist,
Wenn alle zusammen am tage nicht essen, trinken, sexgedanken haben.
Air maroc serviert schweinebauch zum mittag.
Und ein bier bitte - nein, ohne eis.

Am karfreitag ueber denn dolomitischen alpen
Abstuerzen,
Und sterben.
Mit air dolomiti.

Muede brennen die augen.
Das blut tritt aus der brust,
Den wunden an armen und beinen.
Die dornenkrone.
Aus den augen.


Jesus christus stirbt am kreuze,
Bei lebendigem leibe.

---

Da er aber offenbar schon tot war,
Zerschlugen sie ihm nicht die beine,
Sondern einer der soldaten,
Hieb mit seinem schwert,
In seine seite
Und wasser und blut traten heraus.

---

Wenn ein und der gott als baby in der krippe,
Und ein und der gott am kreuze zerbirst,
Und ein und der gott am dritten tage...

Es machen sich fragezeichen zu flugscharen.
Und aus schwertern in die scheiden.
Das ende mit einem fett gedrucktem
"ausrufezeichen"

- ohne wenn und aber -

Post scriptum: italienische maenner koenne und duerfen nicht im sitzen urinieren.






Ostern scheint hier die Sonne, but Kaisers supermarket is open longer than the mass in church at night...

die Einsamkeit ist der Geburtsort von allem diesem... wo die Worte einfach zu Ende kommen und ein sprechen beginnt, die Bilder kommen, von da drinnen.

es ist eines.

und die Sonne scheint uns zum Abschied aber der Freitag ist zur Trauer ganz schwarz.
des Gottes Sohnes zu sterben am Kreuz.
der mutter Blick auf dem schnsten dem Sohn,
der gestorben in Schmerzen, kein mensch niemals ertrug.
an dem Kreuze.

und es riss der Vorhang und die Dunkelheit ueberkam..
alles im nichts verloren.

im Reich des Todes.


---

And to Watch The rich people in their richness. their...
losing the words. in this high end hotel.
arriving in their limousines.
faces like drawn by redwine, whisky and filetto Milanese.
and it is not to be jelous.
it is not to think, how unfair is it
it is not be like usual.

how sad are they?
how sad are they - in their dead rhysm.

what the fuck am I writing here on this terrace?
in this paradise? with the sun on my skin?
in this world on good Friday.

the churches are closed.
the priests are gone.
the pope is in friedrichshain.

morgen ist auch noch ein Tag..
Tomorrow another Saturday!

dann wird der Tod besiegt worden sein und, wenn sie Glck haben, und genug gebetet haben, was sie nicht getan haben werden, wird ihnen, den reichen auch das Glck zuteil geworden sein, im Nichthaben der Auferstehung einen Millimeter nher gekommen zu sein. doch wer kann heute glauben an Utopien? an das verlustig gehen und lcheln. Verlust und Lust-ver-Lust.

Fuballspielen auf dem Platz am Hotel unter den Palmen.
dort wo in der Woche die Autos parkieren.

glaubte er wirklich daran, ein buch schreiben zu knnen?
aber es ist keine Zeit mehr zum ---
es ist keine Zeit zum verschriftlichen von ---

da wo die Worte versagen ist schweigen -
oder ein cellphone klingelt.

das und die armen in der Kirche.
die Kieze hat zu.
der neue erlebnismarkt befindet sich am Kirchplatz 1.

gleich fahren wir zum flughafen nach Genua.
fliegen nach Mnchen.
Flgen nach berlin.

ksse durch die Luft.

---

Uniform schafft sicherheit.
schafft Uniform sicherheit?
wenn alle gleich sind, ist Einordnung Ordnung.
Italiener uniformieren sich. all tragen hogan Schuhe. daran erkennt man sie, die Italiener. und andere Modeartikel. gucci Grtel. spezielle Saison Modeartikel. alle tragen sie. alle die sich zu-ordnen knnen. oder wollen. wollen alle?
und hinter allem ist Unsicherheit. sich unsicher fhlen. dagegen schtzt die Uniform. uni-Form.
Uniform macht Einordnung einfach schnell effektiv. vor allem sicher. es gibt ---

Boarding! we are leaving italy!

beetoven, synphonie nr 6, simon rattle...

La idea Would be to stay in this hotel for at least two month. to study the sea and the sun. to write a book and start painting. In this hotel. with the pool direct at the beach. with that seawater ice-cold pool. and the palms and the park and the soccer field with parking cars.

I jump I to the water and just could say, that it is very very beautiful. the paradise I ever dreamt of. a place which I thought could not exist to me.

but it does.

and even the pope somehow responded to me and it seams to be confirmed, that I'm gonna go to this meeting.. one guy from west Germany send a mail asking for an interview for a churchy newspaper... that is fun. I am looming forward yo have conversation with ratzinger.. but he is sooo intelligent and the doctorfather of my doctorfather...!!! by the way: hello Josef Nolte from tuebingen!!!

kuesse to the pope!

the clowds finally made it and the air is cold. it is theater night in berlin. you can go from theater by bus. one theater is not enough. more theaters are better than one.. of course. in italy it have to be warm and sunny. genova!! so genova people take care, we gonna be there and make it ic! berlin city. mostly we gonna be in camoglie, the one and only beach city in the north of italy. tomorrow by plane through munich.

well.. and a real type write board is better than all ipad things or iphone. if i gonna write my next book, i defenatly gonna use a real computer or even a pen. that might make a difference.

and it doent matters at all, but i have to mention, that i did not had a yetlag this time comming back from tokyo.. i guess because of fukushima..

and all people passing by the ic! berlin shop in max beer strasse in berlin mitte: the window is decorated with food from japan. i bought in ayoama supermarket and it is all clean and not from fukushima. very good japanese stuff, and if you wonna buy, make an offer and take the money into the window from inside. than i will take the money and give it to homeless people in tokyo, who also might have lost theire home or sense of life. yes the sharity thing is something... something so modern and so industrial.. and to be honest, im not a real fan of it. but to be honest, i would never say that, because charity is sooooo positive and good and great and gives good feelings to us. can i say, that i prefer to walk the secound mile with somebody? what am i talking about... can you understand?

is it charity to go to japan and spend money there? ore to greace doing the same? or is it better to help starbucks to help the japanese red cross?

however. the new glasses we will bring out at silmo are soooo cool and i so much love them. as well as the new european curecy, the blecho. all i read about greace today in the "frankfurter allgemeine zeitung" shows, how much and maybee immeditly we need blechos. unfortunatly, we could produce/print not much more than 5 millions, to keep it really strong, and five millions already is much... in billions or whatever is bigger, we could not help, if we stay with our strong blecho stability policy... money money money makes the world go arround or stick... or collaps..

saturday afternoon. maybee better a moment to relax and not to write. but this typeboard is to good and makes much less mistakes than these artificial ones..

so far, i say good bye and kisses and hugs and kuesse und alles weitere koennen sie sich sicher denken, ihr ralph der die das andere anderl!!

the NATO conference in berlin.. big times. the world is in berlin and talking about the world. I am at starbucks, not taking part, but waiting for the invitation of my pope. I'm still listening beetoven and my Japanese leather jacket is stinky.

i'll go to office soon and enjoy my work there. the sun is gonna come a bit later this afternoon. camoglie also go nabe sunny and warm next week.

have a good day, please!
r

back in berlin... midnight here, early morning I. tokyo and indeet, I'm almost not tired. awaiting the metro to Mitte. in 4 minutes. listening beetoven synphonie nr 4. simon rattle.. very beautiful. strange to sit in a station and listening music, as if the hole orchestra is arround me. imagine, 100 years before totally impossible.

I hope I'll be able to sleep.. maybee my little melantonins will help me. just two minutes left. ja... berlin is not tokyo. it is empty like a very strong atomic catastrophic thing here, but just the normal low density of people here. is it good? also the darkness here reminds me on tokyo - without light. here normal and maybe even futuristic.

in the metro now... completely empty. is it scary? the music is getting crasy.. 3rd part of the synphonie! I love! this Beethoven is somehow also dancemusic! so dynamic.. classical discothecs?! I could stay in this metro until "Olympia station", a 45 min ride. the situation also reminds me on my homeless time, and I have no idea why.. maybee freedom feeling?

hello tokyo! have a good morning and hopefully sunny day!

two guys having a bottle of beer each! free country! no paperbag covering the bottles. great! now the train becomes almost full. I guess ten people. would it be different in tokyo?

I have to take care, not to miss my station.. "rosa luxemburg platz"...

so far, good morning, good night!
also my emails do not work.. may ee because of this NATO meeting in berlin...
senefelder platz. next station I have to leave...

good morning! good night! good afternoon!!!

Back in safe safe safe amsterdam. Just the security x-ray..
And the very dangerous customs people. Yes they catched me and ask for the recieds of my bags, which i all bought, of course, in berlin... Puuuh, crasy. So it means, i always have to travel with big files from the bookkeeping with all the recieds of good, i'm traveling with. Isn't it crasy?

For me a reason, to go just through amsterdam ithe future..

Yew tokyo, i'm missing you already... Hey japan, don't worry, i'm gonna be back soon..

Sitting in this waitingroom and have eaten at least two big cucumbers. I read, that ist is very very healty.

Time to go to gate, with al recomandations to airport schipol amsterdam!

Kisses and hugs and more more more... Like miles and more... (am i still x rayed?)

How risky is it, to drive cars fast?
To smoke cigarettes?
Dinking wine frequently?
Driving bikes without helemt?
Sleeping much to less hours?
Going to tokyo?
Having strawberries from fukushima?

Well.. Well.. Well...

"On rule is, not to write about political issues, or issues close to politics. For example never write about political parties or controverse hot qustions. Like atomic energy. Never do that in a blog and never do that even in a brand related blog. Always stay neutral and smooth. Make statements, but without hurting anyone. Whatever you say, make shure, that people can not read you to much. So not be to personal and do not talk about personal issues."

This i took from blogging for prodessionals, bonn 2009, edited by hugenhauber. Buy that book and make shure, that nothing is forgotten.

Again leaving tokyo, again in this futuristic lounge. Again have to say, that the airport is very empty, and again, that nothing is visible from the earthquake. All looks very very normal.

The sun is shining.
My flight is gate 16, and of course i consider to vote for the green party. These people are so green and have such a strong point of view. They really do what they say and so much fight for a better oecologic future. Green is future and green is also my favourite color. I love red roses and orange oranges! But green, is so much hopegiving and gives me so much optimistic feelings. Mostly in spring, even if i love the red roses in this time. Or the white innocent cerry blossom.

I had a venti frappocino, a venti chaitea latte, three bottles of clean, not atomic hyatt water, two glasses of airfrance not sparkling water and four pieces of salmon, also not from the sea close to japan.

Yesterday i found out, that my weight is a bit more than 90 kilo... After dinner and having lot's of water... But.... But even so, a lot, eveif i feel very okay.

Ja meine freunde. Ich bin jetzt nicht so sehr muede, wie noch heute abend, bin aber davon ueberzeugt, gleich nach dem mittagessen wieder richtig gesund muede zu werden und bis amsterdam sanft in meinem luxussessel zu schlummern, und wie unendlich dankbar ich dafuer bin.

Next time i gonna be in nagoya middle of may. Visiting very good customer there for a trunk show. After that i gonna go to hong kong, also for trunk shows. In other words, very soon back home... Nagoya is in the west and cery very safe, even trittin could go there. (who the fuck is trittin, you may ask, and i answer, it does not matters, just a nice beautiful clever german politician, which i love because his former car, an a8 - and because he has a very sexy mustage!)

Bording now... I have to stop and say good bye!

The worst is, i'm Not sensitive enough to recognize the earthquakes. there have been several within today, but without me. that is maybee very German, or male.. in fact woman and some man always were exited.

and the sun is shining and the wind does not bring atomic power here. but, the sun is gone behind the huge oracle building next to our delaputa restaurant rooftop terrace..

ja.. my dear tokyo... just another night with you and tomorrow I already have to leave you. how sad is that, but it is felix birthday and I go to spaghetti spaghetti italy.. just for a week, but should be pasta-ful and pizza-relaxed anyway.

the strawberry cake here at slitshow is for free and maybee from "this" area.. or not. I do not know and of course not eating it, even if very very very delicious! mmmmmh, even the strawberries taste like strawberries. but, i could not eat, because to much atomic ray on the plate. but very lecker as well. maybee I just eat the clean fruits.

is the air also dangerous? is it okay to talk like that? (no!)

some people told me, that I should write, how beautiful and normal and safe tokyo is. am I allowed to do so? or would it be against German law and because of level seven I could or would go to jail if some innocent Germans would go and have an far accident or something else.

the good thing, however, is that all is empty. no tourist blocks the street or shops or tradeshows or sites..

I just can say, j still love you my dear tokyo and I will ever come back, even if you are little or very ill.

how dangerous is a cigarette?
how healthy a glass of wine?
strawberries?
kisses?
cakes?

planes are less dangerous than cars or bikes? or walking? who is lnger? are we lucky to live in 2011? would it have been better to live in 1911?

how fan we forget the...

my plane leaves narita tomorrow 10.45h I. the morning.
I gonna be back in berlin tomorrow late afternoon.

I like flying.
and you?

sended with my screwless-sheetmetal-ic-phone von apfel.

ralph the different anderl
in ic! berlin brillen gmbh
saarbrueckerstrasse 37, 5. og
10437 berlin in germany

calls appreciated, +49 177 240 9 150

an accident... no mocha frappuccino, something with just chocolate. also tasty, but wrong. shit, but yummi.

( no starbucks in oldenburg! and I'm glad, that my mum goes to gym and learn sweating!! but again: no starbucks in Oldenburg.. I'm so sorry for you, my beautiful hometown.)

sunny in tokyo! and it's gonna be a hot hot summer in japan. the shops do not ru. the air condition. already hot I. April. and the air outside is fresh and cold.

yesterday shooting shooting shooting until late night. fallen asleep at two, afterfinishing my emails.. shibuya still alive and crowded, even a little darker. no big movie stream running. but not super significant. I shoot the samurai glasses with our tokyo employees. beautiful people. I put them in the traffic with closed eyes. like meditating in the chaos. I guess very beautiful.

drinking a cacao frappucino. funny. walking arround in shinjuki. close to hyatt. what a hotel. what a bed, what a room. atomic (?) strawberries on my room from the hotel director with personal regards. is that positiv? the Pr- or prime minister yesterday had atomic strawberries from close to the accident.. big deal - pictures everywhere.

and now they are on my room. strawbwrrys, maybee atomic... very tasty to be honest... (hey! I never would eat them! I through them out of tue window! of course!! my room have to be clean, it is in the 46th floor!)

the tradeshow is on top of a house an a roofterrace with pool. very very beautiful and great view on a cemerntery with many cherry blossoms.

when I left the hotel, I saw no other guests, just may people working there. is it strange or normal?

hello Madame hata!!! supermodelgirl! how great to work with you! soooo beautiful and talented!

having sugardrinks..
is it healthy?
is water healthy?
is it healthy to have a jot bath?
walk arround in the sun?
having strawberries?
is it healthy to be?
...in tokyo?

japanese government put their catastrophe on highest level now, not to be less than tschernobyl. uuuh, highscore!

and again and again: I'm so happy and glad to be here!!! how lucky am I, that I can visit this beautiful country, beautiful city in these times. during cherry blossom, druing these days of catastrophe. the innocent cerry blossom.. madam hata said, this year the Sakura would look sad. not that shiny and happy.

what can I say?

sorry jetzt Deutsch:
hallo herr Trittin! ich hatte sie dereinst in ihrem geilen audi A8, wenn auch nur Diesel, wahrscheinlich, kein Hybrid oder sonst oeko, an mir vorbeirauschen sehen. und irgendwie Sorge ich mich ein wenig um ihre Leute, weil mir die bei allem oekoaufgeschlossensein immerauch ein wenig verbuenzelt vorkommen. also kleinbrgerlich, uncool, klein, spieig, gerade in all der offen getragenen oder verborgenen alternativheit.
richtig, die anderen haben diese Krankheit auch, aber bei ihrer Farbe kommt mir das eben so humorlos und selbstverernstet, klein vor.

klar gibt es generell keine Typen mehr nach Benn, die Sandalen am Krater stehen lassen, und dann hinab. nicht denken halb und halb, oder maulwurfshuegel freieben, wenn Zwerge sich vergroessern wollen.. und auch den Sieg verschenken... eine hyme solchem - darf man das sagen?: - mann! nee die jibt det nisch meeer. nich mal icke mit meine. halbschuhackenstiefeln, das sind meine Maulwurfshgel...

Mnnchen vom Prenzlauer Berg! vereinigt euch! auf auf zu kratern und Katarakten! lasst uns die Welt er- retten..

oh Anderl, wie verstrahlt sind sie denn? u d denke. sie auch mal an ihre blechbrillen? an ihre Kuferschichten und Marktanteile? sie verstrahlter tokyoverreister? das ist doch alles japanisch betonkoepfisch..

verstrahlte Erdbeeren...!
atombadewannen mit lilanem Badesalz.

die Frauen sind aber schn hier und der mann nebenmir sthnt ueber seiner Zeitung.

ich habe ein fussballshirt und Hemden mit sakeaufdruck gekauft. mein Tee ist jetzt auch leer.

ich gehe weiter und hoffe, dass der trittinte kokanzler einen echten neuen8X8 bekommt - Elektro natrlich, von Windrdern getrieben!!

i Love green! i Love tokyo! i Love churchil!
And berlin!!! including Prenzlauer Hill!

ksse euch allen und kisses!!!

It is am 4.51h in berlin, midnight in new york, amost midday in tokyo. I made it into the city..

Narita express is running, even if not in time or with time. Means in a super planed and exact way, like normal. The airport was relativly empty - yes everything is empty for japan.

Of course almost no foreigners... Of course..?! Sun is shining and yes the atomic thing.. Well, invisible, of course, but i do not know, what the latest informations are about. Is it stronger, less strong, not there? Here in tokyo.

Yes i am happy to be in and to see, that the normal life is going on. If you would not know, what happened one month before, you would not see.. On my way from airport to shibuya: nothing. No destroyed houses or something erthquake related.. The only unusual is, that now human beeing wise, tokyo has the density of berlin, in other words, less people.

I read in a magazine about this oil thing one year before in the mexican gulf. There is nothing left over. There is even more fish now than ever before, because fishing was or is not allowed. And all the very negative visions are or were wrong.. Whqt does that mean? Can we be more optimistic? Does media like to make catastrophies bigger, to create fear and bigfer numbers? Do we like chaos and are we looking for the world going under? Making things more dramatic, than they are? Like in these petersen movies, about the end of the world? Like now in japan? From far away it seams, that japan stops existing. Beeing here, it creats another picture, even if - YES! - this is not sendai... Yes i know a ery big big area is destroyed, but the rest of japan is... Can i say "okay", or would it be not political correct? Do i care? I just can say, that for now, i can not see a to big difference... Yes, like mentioned, less people out, no foreigners, but is it sooo significant? And again, do you remember the dramatic reports about the oil thing in the mexican gulf? And, for shure, the article i read is totally wrong, and everything is full of oil and dead fish and dead birds and and and... Do we like catrastophys? Is the world to beautiful? I mean our free western world? Is it okay to ask, of forbitten?


---until now the pope did not answered me on my email regrd the blogger-meeting, he invited me, and i learned, that one very famous soccer trainer is strongly catholic... By the way it is the train of borussia dortmund, yes, got it again, mr fink... Hello mister ratzinger, are you also comming to tokyo!?---

Because of the earthquake?: they have no frappucino light in japan. Just the fat one. I'm resting a little at gaienmae station, in that starbucks, just there, and the exhibition is also just there. Slit show, that is her name..

Uuuuuh, i'm so exited to be in here. In tokyo, in japan. Hellooooo!
And the sun is shining, like ordered.. Cold air, yes, but that is even netter, than to hot.

I finished my drink... Made a lot of movies with my g12. How i arrived, from outside the plane, through the emigaration, customs, buying ticket, in the train, arriving in shibuya... All on memory card..
Is the canaon eos 1 mark IV available here? Why do i care!?
Is shopping an issue in here, right now? Or damme damme? No shopping?

Classical music playing and i forgot my music maschine in berlin.

Can you imagine, i gonna stay in park hyatt, because it is the less atomical influenced hotel, plus the most safe in case of earthquakes.. The german embassy told us and we of course followed. It is also the only hotel, german life insurances accept in case of death or other negativ things - very important for me and the ic! Berlin company.

Wenn ich auf deutsch schreibe, versteht es keiner. Japanisch kann ich nicht, somit bleibt nur noch englisch. So i write in english and end this Now..

Now i am really leaving.. Really, it is 12.16h tokyo time.. Bach piano concert playing in here... Sooooo beautiful and i love so much.

Better not sleeping tonight in tokyo.. So why hyatt?

Is it strange to fly to tokyo?
If you are really doing it, sitting an airplane flying there directly... - which already is the good news, because no stop in seoul anymore... I guess this stop, which is so unusual, was made, to "clean" or even change the airplane.

Soooo, now it is no longer neseccary, so.. And i already can imagine, what people thinking about that... About this flight..germans might say, that is very risky and not clever to go tokyo.. Maybee.. Maybee not.

I personally like to fly, even it is really influencing, if almost everybody is so concerned about.

Did somebody mention, how unbelievable it is, that all the high buildings in tokyo made it, without any problems? That they were moving, but not collapsing? Isn't that great ingeneering?

The plane is relativly empty. What shall i say... Usuallyi fly through paris and amsterdam is a bit more unusual. I'm exited about this flight, what they gonna offer to eat... All these very important questions. The keyquestions for business traveller.

I gonna stay in the hyatt in tokyo, not the office, which basiclly also very beautiful.. But hyatt... Why not. I hope they are able to park my bike, which i'd like to use in the city.
They are still preparing the plane for the flight.. So i hopefully i can put that online and saying: hello SLIT show, hello TOKYO, hello JAPAN!!! I am comming and happy to be with you!!!

Bis gleich, rrrr

And i will do shooting in tokyo.... Two nights.... Uuuuuuh, so exited and happy and.... Going home.... wellknows space..

machmal ist es good to read newspapers.. for example the pope invited me to a meeting. I just have to send an email to blogmeet@pccs.it - than I could go and explain him what blogging is about. this I read in the Berliner Zeitung.. and I read that atomic power is better for the world than other sources. an American guy who is for the environment and so on said that in an interview I the frankfurter allgemeone Zeitung. and this morning I learned, that you have to follow rules, if you are member in a club. kids are for example not allowed to join the pool if they are just guests and no members. also ties are not allowed and cellphones also forbitten. ja, very difficult lesson, but as a member I have to follow and smile. smiling I the sun and staying cool.

ja. what shall I tell my pope? do I have to go to rome? will I meet mr ratzinger face to face? the article says, that mr pope wonna learn more about blogging.. how modern is that and funny and I'm exited, if I really gonna be invited, because of course I gonna send an email to him. my pope... that is funny and very unusual. I am catholic so somehow it would fit.
sunny weather in berlin. the life could be so beautiful, if we let it be beautiful. and on Monday I go to tokyo!! i'm sooo much looking forward! hello tokyo hello japan, I am comming!!!

today is Sunday and union won against frankfurt! I joined this soccergame in the station and it was soooo great, so exiting. the won 2:0, and have the most beautiful singing fans! they all should come to our choir, or we should sing their songs...

all best, eisern union!!!
ralph

very very very windy in berlin! the April weather. on Monday I fly to tokyo and looking very very very very much forward!!! yes there was another earthquake last night and yes, there is still this atomic thing going on, but anyway, I'm very optimistic. the more far away you are and the more German you are, the worse it looks. if this thought or idea is correct I will profe and see with my own eyes and senses and mind and hopefully brain!
the marries express I running again and I hope the latest move of earth did not changed that.

milchhalle berlin!!! august corner to joachimstrasse! I love that place, even if location before was nicer..
anyway. I love berlin and loe staying with the kids. the teacher in my kids school today deceide to have a trainging about the future and school and by that the kids already getting school of tomorrow, which is no school. today they are lucky but basically they should be with me in the company, which they would even more enjoy!

singing lessons each morning. Strauss, Schubert, Schumann!! we are preparing new cd!! very much looking forward for that as well and my stomach is full with hot milk and honey!!!

bis gleich Und kuesse, I say and means.....

What a beautiful world. Yes i love berlin... From bangkok to berlin to... New york city again. Traveling as long as possible. Seeing the world's beautiful different cultures. Taihland, germany, usa, within a week. That should creates a view.

Tokyo i'm comming. From 12th to 13th...! Slit show in ajoama itome, correct. One night in tokyo - hopefully without sleeping. Going arround, meeting people, shooting! Our samurai collection... German magazines compaires the firefighters in the contaminated area with samurai. Tokyo... I'm so exited to see you, how you are really in, how you are changing, what stays, what is gone.. The beauty of the darkness? Less noisy, come to a point of silence? Depressive?

I guess the power is still there and japan is even getting stronger after all this. Hello JAPAN! I'm on my way!

In themiddle of the big big apple! Loving it! New york...

Let's go christopher 77 and shop some glasses..

Kuesse auf die erdkugel,
Rrrr

What a beautiful world. Yes i love berlin... From bangkok to berlin to... New york city again. Traveling as long as possible. Seeing the world's beautiful different cultures. Taihland, germany, usa, within a week. That should creates a view.

Tokyo i'm comming. From 12th to 13th...! Slit show in ajoama itome, correct. One night in tokyo - hopefully without sleeping. Going arround, meeting people, shooting! Our samurai collection... German magazines compaires the firefighters in the contaminated area with samurai. Tokyo... I'm so exited to see you, how you are really in, how you are changing, what stays, what is gone.. The beauty of the darkness? Less noisy, come to a point of silence? Depressive?

I guess the power is still there and japan is even getting stronger after all this. Hello JAPAN! I'm on my way!

In themiddle of the big big apple! Loving it! New york...

Let's go christopher 77 and shop some glasses..

Kuesse auf die erdkugel,
Rrrr

kann man aus meinem Blog eigentlich sehr genau meine beschraenktheit(en) und ggf. bloedheit(en) herauslesen?

also weil ich immer das selbe ueber das selbe schreibe? und immer ehrlich..oder die vielen Fehler und berwiegend dmmlichen, uniform-irrelevanten Aussagen?

so ein Blog ist ja eine riskante Sache. man legt sich weitestgehend offen und jeder der will, kann glotzen und schmunzeln und lachen und, das schlimmste, sich seinen Teil denken. im schlimmsten Falle tatschlich schlimmes. und der blogende macht das ja im Zweifel freiwillig und nicht wie in meinem Fall, weil es unter paragraph 153b, abdatz 2 (und explizit noch einmal in der annex xv) in seinem anstellungsvertrag drinsteht. ist das Eigentlich nicht sogar sittenwidrig, dass ich per Arbeitsvertrag verpflichtet bin, mich offen zu legen und mein Innerstes nach auen zu kehren? alle meine Gefhle und so ans schwarze Brett von ic! berlin. und eigentlich steht in der Annex auch, dass ich englisch oder einer anderen internationalen Sprache schreiben muss. damit haben die wahrscheinlich spanisch gemeint, aber das kann ich nicht, und gemahnt worden bin ich auch noch nie, wenn ich mal auf deutsch, wie jetzt...

nunja.. ich fhle mich gut - zur Absicherung: i Feeling good! (so jetzt ist auch englisch drin und die knnen mir nicht...)

meine Gefhle sind gerade sehr emotional und intensive. so wie das essen hier in bangkok oder die Getrnke in diesem gruenen Tee-Kaffee-restaurant: intensiv und emotional. oder: powered by emotions! RTL!! klar: i Love you - im ernst!

und schon wieder fhle ich, dass das leben sehr schoen ist. man knnte sich gewhlt ausdrcken und sagen, das leben ist geil - was im engsten und weitesten Sinne auch sehr korrekt ist.

es ist jetzt 16.31h hier und in deutschland ist die Sommerzeit ausgebrochen - bald ist wieder winter und dann kommt Weihnachten und Fastenzeit. jetzt schreibt sogar schon der spiegel ueber fasten. da kann man ja nur noch fressen..
die Menschen um mich herum riechen nach seife.

darf ich einen massiven dicken Gru nach new York richten? nach downtown? von wo man das Wasser sehen kann und Afrika?

Hey jeremy du alter sacko! alles gut? was macht die Gromama? findest du das eigentlich scheisse, dass ich hier deinen Namen nenne? aber jetzt muss ich dir ja irgendwie dankbar sein - oder? oder du mir? oder wir uns? oder wir ihnen? oder wir ihr? und ihm?

im Namen des Vaters, dessen Vornamen ich mal nicht direkt nennen mchte, sage ich euch allen da drauen in den weiten wsten senegalesicher sonnenwste: tschss und good Bye!!

und natrlich liebe ich euch alle, zwar nicht ganz gleichmaessig, aber im Durchschnitt schon sehr ueberdurchschnittlich!

drei Siamkatzen an meinem Nebentisch// blttern gelangweilt in einem siamkatzenmagazin. klein und suess und unschuldig und jungfrulich und in jedem Fall nicht lter als 54.

so wie die Brille.

jetzt aber Schluss du blde sau!

ps.: ralph Anderl ist doof, und das ist gut so.
oder doof!

und wie eingangs gesagt: keiner kommuniziert mit mir - aber das ist ja vielleicht auch gut so...

did you recognize, that the first quarter of the year is almost done? we are running in direction of chrismas and new years eve! and the good news are: 2012 gonna be also great!!!

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bangkok is Not bankogk..! (i always wrote wrong, when i was young - yesterday) and it is not hot and it is not sunny and it is not humid.. it is just nice and beautiful with very nice and beautiful people. a very kind and helpful country. ja, that I have to say, sitting in the lobby of the hotel, I'm gonna leave today with my air France aircompany, via Paris to berlin...
I very much recogment the eos 1, mark IV!!!
I gonna walk to the skytrain and have fun in one of these huge shopping centers! the flight is 22.55h
we gonna leave pm 6.30h from here.

life is beautiful! danke!!!

es ist noch immer so kalt in new york - und es war so warm...

there is a Marathon Going on at Hudson river. I guess. many people running on the big road. sunshine and ice-cold clear air.

a woman with a very little cc bag passing by. the air is still cold and clear. an easy morning. a smooth show on a sunny sunday morning in March 2011.

over night hundreds of people waiting in front of apple-store to get an iPad the next morning. they sell very few a day. ddr... just chinese people waiting over night. for shure The guys working in these factories in china.. or they sell on Internet? or they are computer students? or they have gotten no hotel..

ups, people thought I'd be their driver. sitting in front of the standard hotel in new York.

lieben sie diesen Tag.

--- think Kaffee, am Ende der bleeker Strae in mannhatten.

eine Zigarre am morgen und einen wishky.
oder warmes Wasser und leinsamenkerne.
oder eine belgische waffel mit americano.

wie heien sie?
what is your name?
how are you today.

Wiederholungen.

mein Anzug passt genau. bitte nicht mehr Volumen aufbauen, lieber Krper!

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Und jetzt geht die Sonne fast wieder in new jersy unter. wie eigentlich jeden Abend.
Ein guter Tag.

und i have to say again: very cold.

to be honest, because of my birthday on 12th I did fasting for twelve days this year. could you imagine?

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Walking through the streets of the city.. getting dark. shops closing. the waiting-for-ipad-people start lining up right after store closed.
one guy, very much in hurry, asking for some money for what ever.. sounds serious.. drug-serious. I have one dollar and hand ot to him. sounds like something for the bus.. whatever. now I see him very relaxed in this new-logo-green-coffee bar. I guess he apologize for the story. not shure. life is hard beeing homeless and drugs are expensive..

the moment when it is getting dark and you have to find a place to sleep is not that bad, like I thought. In my case it was smooth... kind of.. yes, I were lucky, but anyway, I thought I would have been harder. somehow the city, the life outside became my home and it was even not that supernice, to sleep inside.. the air outside is much better and makes you sleep deaper.. I have to sleep on the Ic! berlin rooftop soon! must be so beautiful.

my tea is so hot. better having hot beverages than iced ones.. except I summer, that is true indeet...

shall we spand the summer in laguna beach? on the beach? is it hot there in summer? or is the pacific to cold? and the long flight? might be amazing anyway? or I go to warthe in Brandenburg to our holiday castle... who is talking about summer holiday anyway? holiday? I guess there is gonna be a trunkshow for kids glasses in or on fashion island In orange country..

however... I have to go now...

cold in new York.. but sunny.. but nice... but busy Show.. but beautiful.. but amazing.. but: I love it!!

americA! what a stong multiculture county! open and innovative! maybee I should come here more and more and more often.

I forgot the name of the italien restaurant on 9th avenue. runned by two tuff womans and from today on with Ic! berlin on their noses..thename is something like magnolia...

ja, die sonne..

mein Abzug ist fliederfarben. und Himmel so blau. tobe honest, i Love it...and these fruitdrinks from naked...so tasty and maybe even healthy...

go to Christopher street 77 immediatly!!

And again.
What else?

The view out of the window shows the skiline of hoboken, that is that part of whatever next to manhattan. Sounds japanese somehow. And japan is out of the headlines somehow. What does that mean. Is it good? I guess...

The weather should change tomorrow from sunny to rain. Not really nice. Could it be better to the business? Soes weather influence the business on a tradeshow?
How is this show? Hmmm, from my american point of view, i'd have to say, great, to be honest, more than great. And indeet it is more than a unbelievable supersucces. In german i would say: supergeil. In erlin i would say nothing. And what does that mean?

I went t a barbar from cuba close to the hotel. Hole style is like going at least fifty years back. How beautiful is it beeing shaved. It is like a wellnesstreatment and so oldfashioned. Another profession and art, which is gonna go oit of the modern world soon.

And the italian restaurant, runed by woman only. Almost 100 years old. Sooo beautiful and oldfshioned. I love so much and would go there da by day. The food must be also high tasting, next time i will try. I guess all on 9th avenue.

The aircondition is working. Little cold wind around my body. My eYes getting tired and i consider reading houellebecq, whatching american education tv or having a bath or going out? Or all? Or nothing?

Today i drunk at least 5 liter water. 2 gallons..

And dayly movies i wonna do for page. Could you imagine?

Do you know ic! Berlin?

Klar kuesse ich sie auf den mund.
Oder dich.
Bis morgen.

See you tomorrow!

das hatte ich glaube ich vorgestern geschrieben: endlich nyc! hier Obdachlosigkeit ist anders als im Sweet soft berlin.. indes mit zdf Security auch durchzustehen. was fuer ein Erlebnis! wie dankbar ich bin, so etwas erlebt haben zu drfen! und eben nicht in nyc... hier ist alles so sehr viel enger und es gibt keine freiflaechen.. der Wind weht strenger hier. oben ist mehr oben und unten ist unterhalb der Erdoberflche Oder Grtellinie...

heute ist ihr brigens der irische Tag. da gab es eine Parade und alle sind grn, obwohl sie blau sind, oder andersrum. ich habe mir eine Mtze und einen ring gekauft. also deko, dass ich sehe aus wie ein Weihnachtsbaum. oder so hnlich. und ein mann hat mir einen milchfreien muskeltrunk geschenkt. 25 Muskeln sind da drin oder so hnlich. kann auch nur Eiwei sein oder Protein. habe mit viel Wasser verdnnt ein wenig getrunken. viel Wasser heit rund zwei liter. es ist kurz vor vier hier und in deutschland neun. besser hier sein, da ist noch mehr drin im Tag.

von japan habe ich heute nichts gehrt und bin mir weiter so eine art von sicher, dass es ein gutes Ende nehmen wird. also das muss so, alles andere wre zu frustrierend...

japan!!!

The sun is here. In nyc. On my head. In my mind, in my soul. Can i say that. Somehow i feel so... Ja, with all going around us in the world...

is it just the sun, that gives me hope? What kind of feeling is it.
I'm just reminded, how strong this country is. How discipline and wise! Human beeings are so strong if working, cooperating.

Why do i believe so deaply in the power of japan...
Why do i have hope in this dark days...

My thoughts are over there, at the other side of the world, my secound home. Japan... Loved secound home.. Tokyo, city of life and movement.. Japan, you will make it...

Choosing words.. Using the right ones? I'm insecure, but i take it. Emotions in words. Personal feeling in such a situation. But shall i be quiet? In the sun of nyc in this much talking country?

--- i guess tomorrow the show starts and we build up a superstrong salesforce... So positive powerful people... Americalike...
I hope to meet my japanese friends here so much!

Hello JAPAN from new york!!!

Mit meiner muttrache weiter...
Or not...

My homeless experience.. In sweet soft friendly berlin.. Nyc is harder. No space.. The rules are stricter and everybody have to work stronger to survife. No lasyness. No easy life, just maybee for 78 min on sunday mornings, when havin brunch with friends..

I'm so happy about this experience, i received. I learned so much and..
Now i'm back in life and i like that very much as well. This world of communication and creation.. Both parts of one coin.

Still fasting.. One week i guess? A bit more? No clear idea, but still few weeks..

Viele viele gruesse,
R

i'm deaply deaply shocked and my eyes are...
what can i say...
how much do i love this country, these people, these unbeleavable coulture...
i have been there so so often and it has become my secound home... arriving in narrita, taking the friendly airportlimosine to excel hotel or narita express train to shibuya station... going arround by bike from ayoama to ginza to big sight... and so on and so on....

japan, i love you!

and how sad..
i have no words.

i be with you, even if far away and away from the normal world of normal life by my homless week...

and i also believe so much in this county, these people, that i strongly believe, that japan is able to go through tis terrible cirsis! this county is strong and beautiful and can make it. even if everything now might tell the opposite!

japan will come back and i so much hope, to see that soon and i so much hope to be able to help, even with my very limited and little power...

japan, i believe in you!

ralph anderl

could you believe,i found a computer, where i could continue this blog.. so to keep it short: i m still alive and the big big good luck is with me... all unbelievable...! i neither took nor spend money, but had so much beautiful relaxed time, like crasy... so relaxing to be homless in my case.. today i meet some homeless guys, i should stay the night with, but i deceide to leave, because to drunken... yesterday i found a amazing amazing place to sleep, where i am now... i just say FASHION.... pastperfect...!!!! berlin is wounderful... and the first two nights i stayed in a beautiful nice summerhouse garden in lichtenberg... to be honest, i slept 12 hours one night... never slept that long and good.. and again: all without money... of course easyier when fasting, but... so also, my fasting just with water is very beautiful and relaxing...

hello berlin!!!!
hello ic! berlin people!!!
love to the kids!!!!!
i love you!!!

see you very sooooooon!!!

ein obdachloser ralph anderl

happy weltfrauentag! worldwomansday!!! And i start my homelessship today.. but still waiting for. received super warm clothes and a sleeping bag and something to sleep on.. so more or less easy... ups, do not say that mr ralph.. gonna be hard enough.. as long the sun is shining lime now.. very very cold nights in here. minus seven...
the idea of the tv station is to through us out late, to make it bigger challenge.. I'm the only lucky one who knows the city, which is gonna help. even I have no idea, where I gonna be putten.
but waiting is a good training.. still with my technical communication toys.. when they are gone, I'm really gonna be free..
ja, seltsam so vor einer artifiziellen obdachlosigkeit.. habe ca sieben Jacken an, zwei Hosen, thermounzetwaesche.. also superwarm.. zwei Mtzen nicht zu vergessen... Handschuhe soll es auch geben.. vor allem sind wir bewacht, das macht es noch besser.. dann kann man in Ruhe drauen schlafen..
i'm really excited, how it gonna Be And which boarders I gonna touch, or not? or even crossing boarders? still sitting in a big old factory hall. very dirty and old. waiting until sunset I guess, than we can go to sleep outside. somehow very strange to create this big effort and bla to put five people into a situation.. so save, I guess.. but again, who knows..

being alone with myself...
now I have to go for a picture...

almost out on the road.. one other night in the borders of a house! from tomorrow on, there is just heaven and earth. me in-between. the fasting also started today with some beautiful salty glaubersalt.. really really supersalty. very terrible, but it brings out all I gredians from you body.. I mean the not needed ones.. and unfortunately it creates temporay headdache.. I remember from last year and their it was really terrible. I guess this year it will be worst, when sleeping, so I'm with hope.. and all is getting much colder when fasting.. and in the beginning more tired.. but later less tired, more clear and focused..
ja, so far! I say good bug for ten days!! totally free!!! raaaalph

How beautiful is milano, and how exciting to sit in the bus to malpensa next to clever german businessmen talking about deals and the price for the bus, the working group, the ideots from another part of their company.. Very beautiful.
I left the show earlier to pick up the kids from airport. Thez flew through zuerich so it took relafovly long. Unfortunatly they gonna have to leave already on sunday noon, because of that.

Mido... The big big glasses show in milano. I remember the first time we were there, after a little spring hollyday with philipp in their house near genova. It must have been more than ten years before... Mido took part in the very old tradshow area in the city. Very beautiful showhalls, not like now, which are so....

The germqn businessman next to me like the show beeing outside the city, because bett to reach by plane.. Well somehow als a position..

The milano rain is gone. The sun is out and it is gonna be a beautiful sunset soon.

My suit is light purple and my shirt is white. I am eating and sleeping in a nice bed in a nice warm room in a nice hotel.. How beautiful!
How long is it gonna take to the airport...

Are there still partys going on during the show? In the beginning, there were several.. The most famous was the l.a. Eyeworks party.. Huge and fancy.. They for shure do not anymore.. And us neither.. Jaaa, i remember one year, where we did not have a booth in milano, but a party. Now the oth way arround.

Hello alain! Very nice meeting you today! What an amazing sun you have!!

Still in the bus, getting little tired. Nothing to eat or drink with me... Grand catastrophe...

Smiling.. Sunset soon.
Danke, alles ist gut und es kann gar nichts passieren...

Dreigroschenoper...

Die reise beginnt in kuerze, in eine andere welt, in grosser naehe so fern. Ohne auto, zug, flugzeug. Ich bleibe hier und reise in fremdeste welten. Das fasten beginnt. Von groesse 32 jetzt 35, und wieder zurueck zu 32?! Ohne essen, reden, geld, haus, hof. So weit weg. Und ungewiss und gefaehrlich und sicher.

I very much ask for sunshine and no rain. I'm full and looking forward to become empty again. Das glaubersalz ist gekauft. Das wasser kommt aus der leitung. Bis ostern. Ein kleiner schritt fuer den menschen.

Dreigroschenoper...

Und jetzt noch schnell nach mailand. Having the famous beef, sellimg glasses, talking talking talking. Das leben im sausen und brausen. I have it all and will give it a way. Temporary, but rdical, kind of.

Mr. Vong tonight. Please can you bring me dessert?!

Dreigroschenoper.

Die kerzen brennen und die wohnung ist warm. An welche tueren werde ich klopfen. Und verschlossen. In mich rein. Alle ablenkumg gekappt.

Wie duschen? Waschen? Toilette? Schlafen? Termofolien gibt es nicht in apotheken. Oder doch?

Auf wiedersehen vor dem dom - in mailand.
Der luxus nein zu sagen.
Klaus heinrich: versuch ueber die schwierigkeit nein zu sagen.
Immer wieder.

Hello america! I will come to visit soon! New york new york!
Hello alain! See you and see you jeremy!

Guteste nacht!
Good night!

Einfach loslaufen. Die sonne im ruecken gen norden. 100 freiheit. Ohne ballast. Den mund verschlossen fuer den weltfrieden. Nur mit wasser, ohne brot. Und eine silberne decke: duenn und leicht und war. Frisch aus der weltraumforschung. Die totale freiheit.. Das waere schoen. Kann man das so machen? Oder waere das verboten, mein freund?

Werner herzog, vom gehen im eis.. Muenchen paris.. Es ist ja so viel mehr moeglich, als man denkt.. Los du penner, schnuer deine schuhe und losgestapft!

Ws kann nichts passieren, und die sterne sind die diamanten der besitzlosen... Huuu, wie romantisch..

Ich gruesse dich und streiche ueber dein haar...
Oder?

Bloggen!

I slept to long i guess.. Which makes me more tired, than sleeping to short. Today it is like that. Why? Do i have to sleep again so long..?
Sun in berlin and the zweite deutsche fernsehn is here today for a documentary.. They are filming me, when i write all this..
I need a icecoffe from that american...

Die frage nach dem ausgesetztsein und behuetetsein. Im festen schlafen mit dem dach ueber dem kopf und die haustuer abgeschlossen, also sicher.. oder im park unter dem freien himmel und mit der gefahr im nacken.. Im nacken?!

Das bewegt mich die ganze zeit und ich denke nach.. Hoffentlich habe ich keine ideoten mit mir... Oder in mir..

Mein kopf tut weh...

Break...--- another day... New sunny morning in berlin. March first. It is all easy to say, if you haven't done the journey. As long as you stay in your sofa, having a hot tea, it is easy to talk philosophy. But as soon, as you take your coat, leaving the house into the darkness of the night, with all fear and angst, it is different, it become real, real cold...

I guess, we are more about staying at home or creating events under the headline "as if..." - we do fake situations, we stay save all the time, do not really risk something.

How homeless can i be in the secound german tv? The programm for people older than sixtyfive.

I guess, that i gonna start my fasting on sunday night in milano, tw days before homeless. Basiclly i have to start in the morning and i have to organize this tasty salt.
It is almost nine o'clock.
This interview yesterday about the project made me think about all more and more. I guess, i would try to avoid the contact with other homeless people. I'm not homeless, even if in this time. But even if it would have happened to me, to be real homeless, i would try not to be close to other homeless. Because i would not follow their roles and habits. I would behave somehow like i do in normal life and break these rules of homeless people, i guess.

The first problem is the alcohol and drug thing. I guess, both are somehow connected, because it is so hard on the road, that you need something, that helps to forget and survife. But these drugs also make you stay homeless and out of the society. So it might be difficult not to join this part of the homeless, but if, it is also the way out - and makes you a person not accepted by homeless. But on the other hand, this all might be different. Means no alcohol or drugs within this group of people... Even if the impression i have, is different and for shure it is not political correct, to think or say something like that. However. I would not want to be with homeless, because by nature, i would doubt their way of survifing... And somehow i saw that problem in the tv in the british show " famous rich and homeless" - in that show exactly that happend: one fake homeless lady was with two real ones being drunken searching for a place to sleep at night. They tried to get into one of these public runed rooms for the night. But drunken people were not allowed to enter... So the lady tried to convince these guys not to drink and discussed with the people from the place... At the end the people from the tv show critisied her, because the lady tried to be a social worker, which she is not... You see? This is what i'm talking about.

And i guess, if you are asking people for money, it is much easier, if you very clearly tell them, what you need the money for. Like: i have no money. Can you give me 1.39 for a tea, or bring me the tea? I would much more like to give my money, if beeing ask like that.

Ja.. So many thoughts and it is just march first. The minister for war is one year younger than me and has very serious problems because he was copying to much in his phd, his doctor work. Strange and terrible. This guy has no good days these days. In compaire to him i'm very very well, even if his family should own 600.000000 ... Lagerfeld would say, these guys are really rich..

How rich am i? I was beeing ask frothe tv people. So... Of course i am. But homeless.

And i ask myself, how free am i to write all this. To say to the tv people, what i am thinking. Or does have somebody have to controll and check?

Do you love me?
Hast du mich gestern auf der strasse gesehen?
Habe wir uns zugelaechelt?
Kennst du mich?
Kenne ich dich?
Wenn ich jetzt ohne kleidung vor ihnen stuende, gaeben sie mir die haelfte ihres mantels.
Wenn jemand nach geld fragt, sollte man nicht einfach immer geben, ohne nachzudenken oder zu - fragen?

Ab wann ist man alt? Und wie gross ist das risiko, obdachlos zu werden? Welche psychische disposition erhoeht das risiko?

Soll ich gleich kurz schwimmen gehen in der sonne? Als lunch?
Wie leben wir eigentlich und koennen wir es wirklich geniessen? Ds wir im paradies leben? Oer ist das schon eine unzulaessige aussage? Oder kennen die, die das zu einer unzulaessigen aussage erklaeren, die anderen welten nicht, die diese welt tatsaechlich zu einem paradies machen? Verstehen sie? Do you understand?

Learn german, and you understand it all!

Kuess auf deine backe!!
Berlin, ich liebe dich - also echt alles von dir... Auch ganz unten..

Los, zieh dich aus!

(also natuerlich nur, bevor du in die sauna gehst... Das muss doch okay sein?!)

Ich kann nicht aufhoere... Ich will dich endlich sehen und meinen tee mit dir trinken!
Los verdammt! Die sonne scheint doch und es kommt der fruehling.

Warum? Darum!

Wer bist du ueberhaupt?!
Und wo?
Und wann?

Gute nacht am morgen dem fruehen!
Hoelderlin ist tot und diotima auch schon laenger...

Oh wie seltsam! Man darf hier oben rauchen! Aber ich rauche doch gar nicht!
Like in carlifornia!
Smoking is so oldfashioned, so veraltet - but not in berlin...

Gute nacht du schoener sonntagabend!

Ich kuesse dich auf deine nackte haut. Ups...
Jetzt ist es raus.. Hast du lust?

I found my ipad again... I already Thought, that i went away...
What a sunny icecold day again in berlin.. Using the bike, you really need gloves and a head. If you do not have, like me now, you have to be very fast, not to stay outside to long

...

Pause!

Der film " die fremde "! what a movie and how happy we are, to live in such a beautiful free society. And in the same time we have all the different societys in this city. Watch the movie, if you can.

A birthday of a twentynine year old guy. Watching the thirdties from the other side. I already passed through the thirdties, direction to fifties and sixties.

Age, what is it about.. What is it about to write about.
Regards to satoshi!!! And emmet! Where are you!

I had a bath outide on the rooftoppool of this building. What a paradies. Isn't it exhausting, what i write down?

Jeremy is late. In berlin for this weekend.
The weather changed.
Blue sky gone.
Still cold.
Morgen kommt das zweite fernsehn von deutschland und mach einen tagesfilm. Wie und wo und warum und um mich herum.

Lirum larum loeffelstiel.
Ein lunstwerk ost kein lunstwerk.

Auf der mauer auf der lauer.
Der ipad macht weniger fehler als das iphone.
The ipad makes more mistakes than an iphone.

Vor etwas angst haben und was damit machen.
Mit der angst.
Muss man vor etwas angst haben.
Ist es gut angst zu haben.
Angst vor der angst.
Angst bekommen, wenn man keine angst bekommt.

Mein leben ist eine kaffetasse und ich sage aber immer, ich will mein getraenk in einem to-go-becher. Eine aussage aus dem rueckenmark und untebewusstsein. Mit sehr tiefem sinn, der geutet werden muss.

Meine mutter ist eine echte mutter und nicht von mir adoptiert, obwohl ich andersherum immer angst davor hatte. Aber sie hat eine genetische warze, die ich auch habe.

Manche menschen werden agressiv, wenn sie hunger haben.

Ein sonntag abend.

es ist defenetly dieses wahnsinnig wortkorreekturprogramm von diesem Telefon. es verfalscht alles und ist unglaublich besserwisserisch.. zum wahnsinnig werden.. zumal wenn man etwas berichtigt haben wollte und wieder alles falsch.. so ein kackmist - aber egal..
ist es nicht schn dieses leben? sorry i have to mention again! and also confess, that this is a very bloggy day!

good Save The queen!!!
Und auch die bundeskanzlerin, den Bundesprsidenten und Bundesverteidigungsminister Guttenberg!!!
ich liebe dich angela!

soooo, sorry, waren doch zu viele Fressgier drinnen, wie sie jetzt im Vergleich sofort sehen knnen: 2011-02-25 gheim isse
02/25/2011
das Geheimnis ist, dass ich jetzt oben bei sb am hackischen Markt sitze. oben an der Treppe am Fenster. Beine hoch am Fenster. sehen sie?
ich lese meine Texte eigentlich nie wieder also das geblogte aber auch andere und wenn mal doch, dann wundere ich mich ueber sie und sie kommen mir fremd vor aber sehr gut. also dass ich mir denke, wer hat denn das geschrieben und irgendwie erinnere ich mich dann dunkel wieder daran.
und eigentlich muesste ich jetzt zur Arbeit gehen, also dinglich physisch, aber Tatsache ist ja auch, dass ich hier jetzt so arbeite, eben nur deloziert.

und wer das hier liest, muesste auch mein buch lesen und gut finden, das heit glaube ich "Unfall" und ist ausverkauft oder vergriffen - natuerlich, war aber auch umsonst oder gratis oder hinterhergeworfen. keine Ahnung.

aber das Geheimnis lautet indes, dass ich fuehle, dass die Fastenzeit her muss. endlich nicht mehr diese wunderschoene Vllerei mit chinesentee und vermischtem Eiskaffee und Schnitzel und Rinderfilet und Schnitzel und Rinderfilet und chinesenteelatte und und und..

wie immer und schon viel zu oft erwaehnt:wieder hungrig werden wollen, mssen, drfen, knnen!! einfach stop sagen oder nein - und das geht immer!

wie satt und voll und verdickt man immer ist. nein sagen und fasten geht immer und hilft immer - die Welt ist so konstruiert und das hat der gott extra so gemacht. das ist dem Gott seine Genialitaet!

das nadelloch durch das man in den Himmel schluepfen kann, ist ein schlichtes "nein", oder anders, ein nicht mehr machen. klingt schwierig, ist einfach und jetzt auch kein Geheimnis mehr... aaaaaaameeeeen, sagt der Pastor am Ende seiner predatorpredigt

oooh wie gut, dass ich das nie mehr lesen werden und alle Amerikaner es nicht verstehen werden.
oder schade?!

oder: endlich obdachlos! ab 8.3.2011 live und in Farbe und echt kalt in berlin...

das Geheimnis ist, dass ih jetzt oben bei sb am hackischen Markt Sitze. oben an der Treppe am Fenster. Beine hoch am Fenster. sehen sie?
ich lese meine Texte eigentlich nie wieder also das geblochte aber auch andere und wenn mal doch, dann wundere ich mich ueber sie und sie kommen mir fremd vor aber sehr gut. also dass ich mir denke, wer hat denn das geschrieben und irgendwie erinnere ich mich dann dunkel wieder daran.
und eigentlich msste ich jetzt zur Arbeit gehen, also dinglich physisch, aber Tatsache ist ja auch, dass ich hier jetzt so arbeite, eben nur deloziert. und wer das hier liest, msste auch mein ich lesen und gut finden, das Eisstadion glaube ich "Unfall" und ist ausverkauft oder vergriffen. keine Ahnung.
aber das Geheimnis lautet, dass ich fhle, dass die Fastenzeit her muss. endlich nicht mehr diese wunderschne Vllerei mit chinesentee und vermischtem Eiskaffee und Schnitzel und Rinderfilet und Schnitzel.
wie immer und schon viel zu oft erwhnt: honendes und hungrig. einfach stop sagen oder nein - und das geht immer, wie satt und voll und verdickt man immer ist. es geht immer und hilft immer - die Welt ist so konstruiert und das hat der gott extra so gemacht. das ist dem Gott seine Genialitt! das nadelloch durch das man in den Himmel schlpfen kann, ist ein schlichtes "nein", oder anders, ein nicht mehr machen. klingt schwierig, ist einfach und jetzt auch kein Geheimnis mehr...

oooh wie gut, dass ih das nie mehr lesen werden und alle Amerikaner es nicht verstehen werden.
oder schade?!

oder: wesentlich obdachlos! ab 8.3.2011 live und in Farbe und echt kalt in berlin...

na zum Glck sind hier ja keine Bilder! Luckily here are no pictures and luckily this is not Facebook, which is to complicate and complex to me, to be honest!

sunny cold cold morning in berlin Mitte. I'm awaiting my drink at the cafe (..) - meine hepatitis impfung und all die anderen spritzer fuer meine obdachlosigkeit machen mich langsam und in mich eingekehrt. wie fhle ich mich? how do I feel myself. do I? why? when? when not?

welcome america!!! welcome all salereps from all over the world! thank you very very much for doing the job for us for me for my kids for my grandiose for the nature for you! vielen vielen dank!!!

hin und her! ueber den Atlantik, deutsch - englisch! sehen sie, jetzt schreibe ich tglich! I'm blogging day by day and it is not be putten in my contract.
these...
never mind!
believe!
more sun!
Im winter sucht man die Sonne so sehr und ergtzt sich an ihr!

there is an old man over there who is here each and every day. always ordering a single small coffee, having some stuff to eat, that he brought, newspapers and most of the time: sleeping. not looking homeless ore strange. but I guess he is.. where does he sleep? shall i ask? or just following?

I should talk with him...

guten morgen berlin!
kann man blogsuechtig werden?

how free I 'am in this free city in this free country! Ich sage da mal danke fr!
ich liebe dich berlin!
ich liebe dich deutschland!
ich liebe dich Europa!
ich liebe dich Erde!
ich liebe dich universum!
ich liebe dich Universitt!

Karl lagerfeld said, that you can say that you'd be rich, if youhave 60.000.000,- (or blecho) in cash or somehow available. that is an interesting statement and I seriously would have to check, I I'm above or not. maybee I should check my bankaccount immediatly to get a clear picture about. but however, one think is for shure, I feel more than very rich without checking this little euro- or blecho-detail..
I would say, like these little boring old people, I'm so rich because I'm no I'll, having many kids, a bed, a breakfast and a bike! from time to time j can have beef, or go to the gym! living in a free city, with so many opportunitys.

here at starbucks in Mitte many young boys and girls from a very close whoop hanging up. these days school has many kind of gaps and obviously hound people spend these breaks in the world of sugarfull American hot softdrink worlds..

and I have to say hello to poor minister of war in Germany! he lost his doctor tittle...! unfortunately he put many many pieces from other writers into his final work! I mean I also almost would have become a doctor, but than these sheetmetal glasses enter into my life and I lost my Hightower academic chance! but, we can see at the ministry of war, maybee it is good, because now I can no loose it! but in the mean time I very much can promise, that wrote everything myself and did not copy paste from other intelligent people. and I do not why and how, I do not know, where I have mz very intelligent work about breakdown of culture.. I guess, I is lost in one of my old collapsed computers..

ps.: I hope I did not to many mistakes or passages in German..
ja, Ich liebe dich matthias!

es muss natrlich heien "Polizistin"...:

Witzig wars gestern beim Grenzbertritt von KN in die CH,
da hatte die kontrollierende Grenzbullin eine IC- Brille auf, natrlich war
ich erfreut und habe nach ihrer Zufriedenheit mit der Brille gefragt, ein
Vertreter knnte nicht positiver reden. Ich sagte ihr, auch der Service ist
sehr gut, falls die Brille in 3 oder mehr Jahren kaputt sein sollte, bekommt
man eine neue. Sie beugt sich zu mir ans Autofenster ( das machen die
Kontrollettis nie ) und sagt mit lcheln: "wissen sie was? Sie kann gar
nicht kaputt gehen, die ist unzerbrechlich! " Tja, das war mal ein
erfreulicher Grenzbertritt.

And now i also watching YouTube whe. writing this and having a tea.. all happens at the same time. I'm also on the phone with my mother and having a big cigar.. all at once.. big multitasking prof.. gadaffialeays with sunglasses but ican not see him with Ic! berlin.. this guy is so unglaublich... dictator and somehow big showman and very crasy..
and of course I do not say, that I like him, but his show and craziness somehow is outstanding.. terrible guy and I hope that lybia is become a free country, without terrible war... so mr gadaffi, just leave to the dessert and done...

all good,
r

Minus eleven degrees celsius. The sun is out. The city awakes and i follow her? Early early in the morning. Before sunrise. Anna is back in school now but felix still at home. The brave girl is getting chinese acupuncture, the conservative bou of course don't.

I'm sitting in the waiting room to a doctor to get these preperation against getting ill. I do not know the english word. The tv station ask for that for the homeless people project. So if i get hurt, i'm not dying immediatly. But if it is gonna be that cold, this preparation is not gonna help. Minus televeis serious and i have no idea, how the homeless survie now. Very terrible and it is strange, how my mind is already homeless.

Mein kopf ist so morgenleer und ich vegetiere mit einer fruehmuedigkeit vor mich hin. Derweil haette der schlaf mir genuegen sollen. Und tief waren die traeume: mit dem flugzeug aus tokyo kommend. An einer steilkueste entlanggeflogen und die bestuhlung rundlich um einen groesseren baraehnlichen platz. Mein sitzplaz war 3a aber nicht deutlich zu finden, aufgrund der seltsamen bestuhlung.
Zwischenlandung in delmenhorst, einem vorort meiner alten heimatstadt in norddeutschland. Lange wartezeit dort und in die stadt gegangen. Seltsame hochhaeuser und ploetzlich mit einem sehr guten freund aus japan, der sich weisse baseballhandschuhe kauft. Und der schulfreund aus fruehester jugend. Mit wohnung in diesem delmenhorst, das fast schoen zu nennen ist.. Dann ging der morgen los, bzw. Zum flughafen sind wir noch zurueck aber mein ticket...

Und was sagt uns dieser traum? Can you understand? I guess this is the best or at least on way to learn german. The sun in shining. In the house it is war, im haus ist es warm, die sonne scheint. Ich site beim arzt wegen einer impfung. I'm sitting in the doctors wqiting room to get something, i do not know the english word for.

Das leben ist schoen.
Life is beautiful!

Have a good day and don't worry, because...
Ja, so weit bevor es voll in einen verpredigten kanzelton verfaellt.

Und zum trost: ich habe auch keinen doctor, aber alles selbst geschrieben!!!

"...a kid with fever have to be in bed. Give him befor sleepi g some medicine! Tomorrow he has to stay at home!" ...my mother advise me and it ao wise, tha i wonna share this textmessage regards my sun.. So please!! Sunday night in berlin.. Very cold and we are just back from due forni the great italian restaurant in saarbruecker street.. To be honest, there is no better place..

But, kids to to bed now and i have to open the big window to get fresh air in...

Good night!

Last question: can kids be loved to much???

"...a kid with fever have to be in bed. Give him befor sleepi g some medicine! Tomorrow he has to stay at home!" ...my mother advise me and it ao wise, tha i wonna share this textmessage regards my sun.. So please!! Sunday night in berlin.. Very cold and we are just back from due forni the great italian restaurant in saarbruecker street.. To be honest, there is no better place..

But, kids to to bed now and i have to open the big window to get fresh air in...

Good night!

Last question: can kids be loved to much???

An einemmgewissen punkt, genauer einemmtag oder vielleicht auchneiner stunde oder minutemoder sekunde, also doch punkt, springt die zeit um von nachweihnachtszeit zu passions-, das heisst, vorosterzeit. Dann ist dienzeit vom weihnachtsoratorium zu ende und die passionen beginnen. Vornehmlich natuerlich die matthaeuspassion.

Jetzt aber ist spaete nacht und der schlaf ruft mjch vom schreiben davon, weil morgen ein neuer tag durch die fenster lacht und die kinder eben auch. Damit sind dieses die gedanken zur nach,itternacht - und noch dazu auf deutsch.... Sorry!

Watching football on the computer. Unbelievable, how technic is progressing. Imagine few years ago, when i finished school for example, computers were monsters on green and black.. We wrote funny software in the programm language basic...

Not so much new stuff going on. Noooo, i'm not on the restroom now. Sportschau now..

But computer running out of enrgy..
Shit... Now energy, no sportshow...

Last week i learned, that you have to do a blog day by day. Othwise it is not a blog or a blog, which is not working really well. Like you not cleaning your mouth day by day... Ups, that is at least twice a day. Or let's say, if not going to reytroom once a day..
Today is saturday. Somehow the most loved day a week. Sunday is coming and it is like an island in the ocean of working. I some cases like in japan, these islands are taken away, because workocean doesn't care.

Berlin is not sunny today.
I need to go to the restroom.
Can my ipad go with me?
Do you go with me, if i continue this writing on the restroom?

Ist es das, was blogs are about?

.. Restroom..

The window in my restroom is without curtain and the are neighbours.. They put curtains in their windows, because they are shy and famous. My neightbour is mikel, mikel m. Do you know? I am feeling fat and guess, that the fasting is good for that.

Just say: 8th of march is starting day of fasting. Buy glaubersalz and do as well. On that day i also gonn be homeless for a week. Right after the tradeshow in milano and right before the nyc show.. Did i mentioned, that i gonna be homeless for a german tv chanel? Am i alowed to mention that?!

What a picture, me on the restroom, writing... Does my neightbour watching me? Reading that?

Hello people on restrooms!
Ist d lebenicht schoen?
Bedenken sie, dass sie jeden tag prinzipiell nur NOCH nicht obdachlos sind. Oder NOCH nicht krank, oder tot... So gesehen fordere ich sie auf, das leben und alles noch mehr zu geniessen. Und wenn sie mal obdachlos sind oder krank oder gestorben, ist das auch nciht so schlimm.. Hat alles auch immer seine vorteile!!

And last but not least: yes, i love you!!
Right now finished restroom and go to the kaufhof and maybee this green coffee thing... Chinesentee latte...

This and that in stuttgart...
The best places are the places, which are just temporary.. Which are created because of a case of emergency. F.e. If an old theater is out of order and beeing repaired and a temporary unusual place is be taken.. These places usually are the most beautiful, because everything is just improvised and so not very much made for iternity. You can breath the air of life... Solutions are realized, which are... Simple.
In berlin many places are like that, because berlin is somehow a case of emergency. All the time. Still and hopefully for longer.
In stuttgart the theater had to move out of the common buildig and went into an old car factory. Merces benz, of course... And this place looks so berlinish and cool and beautiful.. Somehow even like our glasses..
Unfortunatly i do not know the name of this theat, but i guess, it is just the normal big stuttgart theater, and tonight i'm gonna. See "meister und magerita" written by bulgakov, one of my most loved books! So if you could arrange to come here, try it out, it is almost like in berlin, if the people do not talk, their "schwaebisch" dialekt.

Stuttgart is a great small amazing somhow even beautiful city. With a exciting museum, the rilling orchester ( very famous for playing bach...). Und immer wieder maultaschen bestellen.

Verstehen sie deutsch? Nein, dann versuchen sie es nicht in stuttgart!

Privatcy? Privacy? Privatheit, in german. I have no idea.
How ever.
At the airport in berlin the terminal D is open over night. The rest is closed from midnight to four o'clock in the morning.
I'm still in love with the weihnachtsoratorium from j.s. Bach. Secound part. Puuuh, could not get enough. I'm singing an area from the first part. "grosser gott und...!" something like that. I guess we are still in the period after chrismas. The easter circle starts i guess on march 8th. This music is somehow dancing music and i can't await to listen again full power in the music hall-room. Music music music... It is much bigger than glasses, to be honest.
Today i'm wearing big bang in matz grey. Beautiful frame.
And the new american reps are still with us and looking very deap into the ic! Berlin company. Today they are writing the invitations to our american customers to the vision expo east in nyc. This is gonna be the show right after my period of djungle in berlin...
The headline is back to the roats somehow.. Schreiben sie ihre vriefe bitte wieder mit der hand und stecken sie sie in ein kuvert, besteuben sie das papier mit einesuess duftendem parfuem, lege sie einige zart rosane rosenblaetter dazu, kleben eine wunderschoene verbuntete briefmarke aufs kuvert, und ab geht die post.
Emails und zwischennetzseiten ade. Blogs, auf wiedersehen.

Ooooh or uuuuh, you can not understand. All foreigners and not german speakers.

Planes flying above the clowds, with is helpful and nice, to see the sun even on dark winterdays. And i saw a famous german actor today at the airport coffeshop, doing some facebook things. He is my age or older and doing that very fashionable modern commubication.

I'm impressed. Helle mr. Bach!

Stuttgart is a city in. The south of germany. Famous for theater, maultaschen and a new station, which should not be realized. Somehow.

"ehre sei gottessohne... Dir sei lob und dank bereitet!" somehow like that, they are singing. I like rene jacobs best, followed by suzuki and richter.

Music should never dy. Loosing the ears or eyes?

I will not talk and eat and not use a bed.
Herzliche gruesse ans zweite deutsch fernsehn... Aaaaah, und dies ist eine bewerbung fuer diese spielshow mit den wetten von diesem alten mann mit den hellen haaren, der aufhoeren will. Wie hiess er doch gleich? Ih bin optimalgeeignet dafuer! Frisch und munter und sofar gesund, also wenn ich die impfungen mache fuer die zeit ohne bett. Ich rufe und schreie es heraus in die welt: ich will showmaster werden!!! Ober showmaster! Samstag abend!! Primetime!! I do not want to do al, these ridicoulous things and shows before. Please can you put me there!? Maybee even as the first talkmaster not talking. And seriously i guess, it would work.

And to tell you all my very very deap and serious secret: i guess the best way to become president or kanzler in case of germany, would be, not to talk. At all!!! Maybee singing would be okay, but without any political content. So just bach for example. I have to consider, because i'm a singer. But imagine, how strong that would be! A politician not talking! I mean we have politicians not walking, we have politicians, not thinking, so why not having politician without talking. Tha would help a lot an dput the focus on the real important points. Talking anyway is taken much to serious. ...yes writing would be okay. Communicating by littles papers to express small or big things also okay. Ja, i just have to find a party, or start a new one, to make it happen. Maybee after beeing showmaster for... Puh, i guess the name of the show is "better das!"...

Jetzt sagt die stewardess, dass ich mit dem schreiben aufhoeren muss, weil wir sonst vom himmel runterfallen und ggf. Alle tot sind. Nur wegen meinem kleinen computer. Ja, das waere unverhaeltnismaessig.

Somit..

Privatcy? Privacy? Privatheit, in german. I have no idea.
How ever.
At the airport in berlin the terminal D is open over night. The rest is closed from midnight to four o'clock in the morning.
I'm still in love with the weihnachtsoratorium from j.s. Bach. Secound part. Puuuh, could not get enough. I'm singing an area from the first part. "grosser gott und...!" something like that. I guess we are still in the period after chrismas. The easter circle starts i guess on march 8th. This music is somehow dancing music and i can't await to listen again full power in the music hall-room. Music music music... It is much bigger than glasses, to be honest.
Today i'm wearing big bang in matz grey. Beautiful frame.
And the new american reps are still with us and looking very deap into the ic! Berlin company. Today they are writing the invitations to our american customers to the vision expo east in nyc. This is gonna be the show right after my period of djungle in berlin...
The headline is back to the roats somehow.. Schreiben sie ihre vriefe bitte wieder mit der hand und stecken sie sie in ein kuvert, besteuben sie das papier mit einesuess duftendem parfuem, lege sie einige zart rosane rosenblaetter dazu, kleben eine wunderschoene verbuntete briefmarke aufs kuvert, und ab geht die post.
Emails und zwischennetzseiten ade. Blogs, auf wiedersehen.

Ooooh or uuuuh, you can not understand. All foreigners and not german speakers.

Planes flying above the clowds, with is helpful and nice, to see the sun even on dark winterdays. And i saw a famous german actor today at the airport coffeshop, doing some facebook things. He is my age or older and doing that very fashionable modern commubication.

I'm impressed. Helle mr. Bach!

Stuttgart is a city in. The south of germany. Famous for theater, maultaschen and a new station, which should not be realized. Somehow.

"ehre sei gottessohne... Dir sei lob und dank bereitet!" somehow like that, they are singing. I like rene jacobs best, followed by suzuki and richter.

Music should never dy. Loosing the ears or eyes?

I will not talk and eat and not use a bed.
Herzliche gruesse ans zweite deutsch fernsehn... Aaaaah, und dies ist eine bewerbung fuer diese spielshow mit den wetten von diesem alten mann mit den hellen haaren, der aufhoeren will. Wie hiess er doch gleich? Ih bin optimalgeeignet dafuer! Frisch und munter und sofar gesund, also wenn ich die impfungen mache fuer die zeit ohne bett. Ich rufe und schreie es heraus in die welt: ich will showmaster werden!!! Ober showmaster! Samstag abend!! Primetime!! I do not want to do al, these ridicoulous things and shows before. Please can you put me there!? Maybee even as the first talkmaster not talking. And seriously i guess, it would work.

And to tell you all my very very deap and serious secret: i guess the best way to become president or kanzler in case of germany, would be, not to talk. At all!!! Maybee singing would be okay, but without any political content. So just bach for example. I have to consider, because i'm a singer. But imagine, how strong that would be! A politician not talking! I mean we have politicians not walking, we have politicians, not thinking, so why not having politician without talking. Tha would help a lot an dput the focus on the real important points. Talking anyway is taken much to serious. ...yes writing would be okay. Communicating by littles papers to express small or big things also okay. Ja, i just have to find a party, or start a new one, to make it happen. Maybee after beeing showmaster for... Puh, i guess the name of the show is "better das!"...

Jetzt sagt die stewardess, dass ich mit dem schreiben aufhoeren muss, weil wir sonst vom himmel runterfallen und ggf. Alle tot sind. Nur wegen meinem kleinen computer. Ja, das waere unverhaeltnismaessig.

Somit..

handwerker are usually special somehow. They create dirt and never come and and and... In germany for shure, but today i have handwerker in my house, and they came in in time, almost workimg very clean and be very nice..was fuer eine schoene uebrraschung.

But i'm somehow a little tired still. And because of the pricatcy i recognized tonight, that it is me writing all down and make it public to the world. So i understood, that i'm the human beeing, that is responsable for that lag of pricacy. Hmmm, so i'm thinking and maybee take care not to write each and every little private or even very private thing here into this blog. For example things how my toilette activitys work or what i dreamed. Ja... Oder ich schreibe einfach mehr auf deutsch, dann verstehen das zumindest die auslaender nicht mehr. Das istvielleicht eine moeglichkeit, dann wissen. Ur alle die deutsch sprechen, wie mein toilettenleben oder andere privatheiten so sind...

Guten morgen deitschland! Guten morgen berlin!

Ps und dann habe ich gelesen, dass blogger nur mit ihrem bloggen ihr geld verdienen. Verrueckt oder?

...as a blogger, you almost have no privacy. Isn't it terrible? And maybee against the law? Do i not have a right to have also ein privatleben? Can't i go to court to get my rights again?
I is really crasy, many people know so many details from my private life and somehow i'm always shocked... And now i rememver, that it is reasoned by this blog. Somewhen i'm even surprised by things people read in the blog.. Like that i should have said, that i love french... How totally correct and wise i am. I did not imagined that..

I very much live french!!
Bisuuuuu,
Ralph

Blog nyc monday

If to many things happen, it is difficult to write down.. Which is kind of logic, but anyhow, anyway.. Today we are going back to berlin from termonal two!!!

Arround seven from jfk. Right now i am going to work in our very beautiful store. Shoot some more glasses for catalogue and skyping with outher skypers.

I also had some thoughts about smokers and dog holders. But i might have written down already. Getting old...

And not to forget the shootings we had here in this energetic city. I have to say, that we almost shoot everytime, when not sleeping. Even yesterday, during the superbowl we were shooting, with the superbowl in the back.. Can you see? But ups, we shoot the mayer collection, these asymetric beautys!

It is almost ten o'clock and i have to leave.
Monday mornings..
Monday mornings in this energetic city.
New york is not old york or olden-burg, the city where i was born.

To be honest, do not wonna leave. Neither this city, nor this chair.
(ups, there is a woman next to me, looking like an old truck driver - a male one of course.. America, country without borders...)


A break / eine pause... Una domanda...

Jetzt bin ich am flughafen und mir faellt ein, dass ich jeremy fragen wollte, auch etwas auf franzoesisch zu schreiben.. I'll send an email asking for that..

So let me try to remember, what happend.. Hmm, thinking.. I guess on saturday, we went to soho and ended up at mac cosmetics. So let me put this little advertisement here:

Please buy cosmetics at mac!
Bitte kaufen sie ihre schminke bei mac!

The headline these days in mac stores is "supergirl". Following that direction, i ask one of the supergirls, working there, to put some red red lipstick on my lips and it worked out pritty well. I guess this is gonna be the very new thing soon for men - mostly for heteros. So, we bought tonnes of stuff there and ended up in the cashier area doing a shooting in front of a black wall. This store is very ideal for things like that.. You can stay there for hours.

I guess right after we went to the big modern starbuck on prince street next to this famous french brasserie - i forgot the name. So let me also put a free advertisement for these people here:

Please buy your chaitea latte or caramel frappuccino at starbucks.
Bitte kaufen sie ihren chinesentee oder caramelzuckereiskaffe bei starbucks.

Last but not least, our feets brought us into a beautiful magazine- and bookstore around the next corner. No idea, how it was called. I just remember the rain and the fact, that we just gotten a cab right in front the store.

Ja.. Dann ist jeremy zu sich nach hause gegangen und wir haben im raum 1105 im standart hotel abgehangen. Oder auf englililisch: than jeremy went home and we hat little dinner in a mexican place, this triangle in meatpacking. You know!? Jeremy took a nap and came to our room later with some picknick stuff and champagne.. So may i do a little advertisent for champain:

Please enjoy mumm champagne from france! Very tasty, even for non-drinkers.
Bitte trinken sie mumm champagner aus frankreich! Riecht echt toll, sogar fuer alkoholiker.

Hallo frankreich! Wir alle lieben dich und sind ueberzeugt von der ueberherausragenden qualitaet deiner produkte. Und das gleiche, plus 7 sagen wir ueber deudeu-deutschland. Also ohne ungerecht sein zu wollen. Oder doch, eben 7...

We all love new york!
We all love america!
And i love oldenburg!

The shooting in the room took very long and was very, or better: more than professional. With make up (mac!!!) and international and french supermodels. Not to forget the high emd photographer from berlin, germany. I mean, watch the pictures, and you do not wonder. The room 1105 is very ideal for shooting, even if the cornersuites are somehow more original. What can i say? Did i already anounce an advertisment for the STANDART hotel?

Please consider the standart hotel, if you have to stay in nyc. It is sehr gut!
Wenn sie mal in new york sein muessen, schlafen sie im standart hotel., es ist wirklich very nice!

I learned this comerciql thing at the superbowl, we watched yesterday. Basiclly the game would take one or two hours. But because of the comercial breaks it takes four... And the game is interupted for the comercials. That is very great also for watching within dinner or in a bar.. Very convenient for restroom visits.

Ich will wieder deutsch schreiben. Ich bin muede. Ich fliege eco, nicht ecco (ich haette fast turnschuhe von dieser firma gekauft, doch dann fand ich die doch uncool. Schade.)
Der flug ist nur halb voll. Das glas halb leer. Die fluggesellschaft heisst delta und ist aus amerika. Machen sie hier ausrufe, wenn die reise beginnt? Oder kann man den flug verpassen, wenn man ins tiefgruendige schreiben vertieft ist. Do you understand? Do you love germany or german or germans?

Hier gibt es schokopopkorn und nutella und trockefruechte mit nuessen. Und zeitungen und das leben ist schoen...alles light!

I have to drink a lot. We checked in at terminal 2 - the name of the beautiful glasses...

Hello jeremy! Hello alain! Hello daddy!

Meine eltern sind jetzt in oldenburg und meine mutter macht jetzt sport und ich muss auch wieder zum sport gehen. Ich war seit monaten nicht mehr auf meinem super crosstrainer. Puuh, but i have to continue sports, otherwise i end up like mr. Bernd from eichinger.

Stop smoking!
Hoeren sie auf zu rauchen!
Oder machen sie was sie wollen...

Be positive.
Meet people!
Get the energy from the city of new york!
But not to much and without drugs!
Be drugfree or free yourself!
Warum?

Yesterday i went from billonairs-club in manhatten to my bently dealer in new jersy and one guy in the metro ask me, if it is true, that ic! Berlin bought luxoptica. I thought about It, and answered: not yet. But who knows, maybee a good idea, if it is a well set up company - but is it???

Hatten sie schon einmal einen herzinfakt?
Oder husten? Oder eine echte grippe? Oder eine katastrophe?

How old are you?
Warum haben sie keine zeit?
Does nitendo ds comes with wifi?

Why do they not do anouncements in delta lounge in terminal two?
Do you also missing the hermes boutique in terminal two?
Do you like teh restrooms in terminal two?
Have you ever been in terminal two?
Where is terminal two?
Terminal two?
Termonal?
Too?


Mein name ist ralph anderl. Ich bin ein mann und vierzig jahre alt.

I love you all - i guess that is a little pathetic... But we are still in the states.

And zum schluss an adviteisment for ic! Berlin:

Please buy just these glasses! They are the best - to be honest!

Blog nyc monday

If to many things happen, it is difficult to write down.. Which is kind of logic, but anyhow, anyway.. Today we are going back to berlin from termonal two!!!

Arround seven from jfk. Right now i am going to work in our very beautiful store. Shoot some more glasses for catalogue and skyping with outher skypers.

I also had some thoughts about smokers and dog holders. But i might have written down already. Getting old...

And not to forget the shootings we had here in this energetic city. I have to say, that we almost shoot everytime, when not sleeping. Even yesterday, during the superbowl we were shooting, with the superbowl in the back.. Can you see? But ups, we shoot the mayer collection, these asymetric beautys!

It is almost ten o'clock and i have to leave.
Monday mornings..
Monday mornings in this energetic city.
New york is not old york or olden-burg, the city where i was born.

To be honest, do not wonna leave. Neither this city, nor this chair.
(ups, there is a woman next to me, looking like an old truck driver - a male one of course.. America, country without borders...)


A break / eine pause... Una domanda...

Jetzt bin ich am flughafen und mir faellt ein, dass ich jeremy fragen wollte, auch etwas auf franzoesisch zu schreiben.. I'll send an email asking for that..

So let me try to remember, what happend.. Hmm, thinking.. I guess on saturday, we went to soho and ended up at mac cosmetics. So let me put this little advertisement here:

Please buy cosmetics at mac!
Bitte kaufen sie ihre schminke bei mac!

The headline these days in mac stores is "supergirl". Following that direction, i ask one of the supergirls, working there, to put some red red lipstick on my lips and it worked out pritty well. I guess this is gonna be the very new thing soon for men - mostly for heteros. So, we bought tonnes of stuff there and ended up in the cashier area doing a shooting in front of a black wall. This store is very ideal for things like that.. You can stay there for hours.

I guess right after we went to the big modern starbuck on prince street next to this famous french brasserie - i forgot the name. So let me also put a free advertisement for these people here:

Please buy your chaitea latte or caramel frappuccino at starbucks.
Bitte kaufen sie ihren chinesentee oder caramelzuckereiskaffe bei starbucks.

Last but not least, our feets brought us into a beautiful magazine- and bookstore around the next corner. No idea, how it was called. I just remember the rain and the fact, that we just gotten a cab right in front the store.

Ja.. Dann ist jeremy zu sich nach hause gegangen und wir haben im raum 1105 im standart hotel abgehangen. Oder auf englililisch: than jeremy went home and we hat little dinner in a mexican place, this triangle in meatpacking. You know!? Jeremy took a nap and came to our room later with some picknick stuff and champagne.. So may i do a little advertisent for champain:

Please enjoy mumm champagne from france! Very tasty, even for non-drinkers.
Bitte trinken sie mumm champagner aus frankreich! Riecht echt toll, sogar fuer alkoholiker.

Hallo frankreich! Wir alle lieben dich und sind ueberzeugt von der ueberherausragenden qualitaet deiner produkte. Und das gleiche, plus 7 sagen wir ueber deudeu-deutschland. Also ohne ungerecht sein zu wollen. Oder doch, eben 7...

We all love new york!
We all love america!
And i love oldenburg!

The shooting in the room took very long and was very, or better: more than professional. With make up (mac!!!) and international and french supermodels. Not to forget the high emd photographer from berlin, germany. I mean, watch the pictures, and you do not wonder. The room 1105 is very ideal for shooting, even if the cornersuites are somehow more original. What can i say? Did i already anounce an advertisment for the STANDART hotel?

Please consider the standart hotel, if you have to stay in nyc. It is sehr gut!
Wenn sie mal in new york sein muessen, schlafen sie im standart hotel., es ist wirklich very nice!

I learned this comerciql thing at the superbowl, we watched yesterday. Basiclly the game would take one or two hours. But because of the comercial breaks it takes four... And the game is interupted for the comercials. That is very great also for watching within dinner or in a bar.. Very convenient for restroom visits.

Ich will wieder deutsch schreiben. Ich bin muede. Ich fliege eco, nicht ecco (ich haette fast turnschuhe von dieser firma gekauft, doch dann fand ich die doch uncool. Schade.)
Der flug ist nur halb voll. Das glas halb leer. Die fluggesellschaft heisst delta und ist aus amerika. Machen sie hier ausrufe, wenn die reise beginnt? Oder kann man den flug verpassen, wenn man ins tiefgruendige schreiben vertieft ist. Do you understand? Do you love germany or german or germans?

Hier gibt es schokopopkorn und nutella und trockefruechte mit nuessen. Und zeitungen und das leben ist schoen...alles light!

I have to drink a lot. We checked in at terminal 2 - the name of the beautiful glasses...

Hello jeremy! Hello alain! Hello daddy!

Meine eltern sind jetzt in oldenburg und meine mutter macht jetzt sport und ich muss auch wieder zum sport gehen. Ich war seit monaten nicht mehr auf meinem super crosstrainer. Puuh, but i have to continue sports, otherwise i end up like mr. Bernd from eichinger.

Stop smoking!
Hoeren sie auf zu rauchen!
Oder machen sie was sie wollen...

Be positive.
Meet people!
Get the energy from the city of new york!
But not to much and without drugs!
Be drugfree or free yourself!
Warum?

Yesterday i went from billonairs-club in manhatten to my bently dealer in new jersy and one guy in the metro ask me, if it is true, that ic! Berlin bought luxoptica. I thought about It, and answered: not yet. But who knows, maybee a good idea, if it is a well set up company - but is it???

Hatten sie schon einmal einen herzinfakt?
Oder husten? Oder eine echte grippe? Oder eine katastrophe?

How old are you?
Warum haben sie keine zeit?
Does nitendo ds comes with wifi?

Why do they not do anouncements in delta lounge in terminal two?
Do you also missing the hermes boutique in terminal two?
Do you like teh restrooms in terminal two?
Have you ever been in terminal two?
Where is terminal two?
Terminal two?
Termonal?
Too?


Mein name ist ralph anderl. Ich bin ein mann und vierzig jahre alt.

I love you all - i guess that is a little pathetic... But we are still in the states.

And zum schluss an adviteisment for ic! Berlin:

Please buy just these glasses! They are the best - to be honest!

back in the city! The new york city! Yes we made it andq all was very easy. Like comming home! Jeremy picked us up from the airport and we started the shooting immediatly. Nice pictures some of them looks like jeremy would have been traveling with us.

I love this city, yes, the energy, you can feel and wich is comming over you! Creative energy! I looove!

From airportshooting i went directly to our beautiflu shop in christopher 77... Meet the new reps. Three wonderful guys ready for the road. Buuut first they gonna go to berlin. One guy already is there to be trained, to become an ic! Berlin expert. Very very beautiful! ... And i'm looking forward to fly back to berlin with them on monday night, of course with beautiflu DELTA airlines...!

But why rainy today? What is the idea and concept of that? Shall we do indoor shooting!? In the hotelroom? In jeremys appartment? Hmmm, who knows.

Hey, do you know, that i love you, little huge beautiful city on east coast north america?!

Nyc blog
To new york city.. In the delta 79 flight. Leaving berlin at 11.50. Me and my girlfriend maira. We had a beautiful multisensual dinner together yesterday and at night i had a dream with a war taking part in berlin.. So good preparation to go to nyc. And here we are! Very happy, sitting in the comftable row 39! We can almost cover all seats in this line. The flight is empty.
She forgot (?) here makeup. So pictures just from far or with much much light.

Our mission is america!
Our mission is the new jeremy ic! Berlin airport collection: JFK!

I so much like this relaxing feeling in the air. Now cellphones or internet. Just these kind of oldfashioned newspapers. Reading, relaxing, sleeping. Melantonin... I read in todays newspaper, that there is to much light in zivilized countries at night. And because of that we would not produce enough melantonin at night.. Lucky us to have with us in a little box.

Flighttime to nyc is nine hours.

Ich habe ein huehnerauge am kleinen linken zehen.
Ich habe ein huehneraugenpflaster am flughafen tegel gekauft.
Wir haben chaitealatte und caramelfrappucino bei starbucks getrunken.
Wir haben zeitungen aus der airfrance lounge geholt.

The stewardess gave us a "welt" and "usa today"
Maira reads a german newspaper. Today she is missing her german lesseons, so she practise now. Very much stepping forward.
She say: shit, i have no make up - i mentioned already.

Amaerican airlines... Delta...! Always good, beautiful, excellent service, new planes, young fresh amd sexy flightatendances..

Jeremy gonna pic us up from the airport.
We start shooting already here in the plane. Even if stll in berlin. I guess that is okay. I guess, this text gonna go into the JEREMY collection book.

The jeremy collection...!

What is the idea: ( i have to write down, because i guess, even jeremy forgot somehow already?!)

We are doing a collection headlined with names of airports. Like JFK, like tegel (TXL), like CDG... All glasses are related to these airports and the cities of these airports. Each city, and so also the glasses related, have a headline. Like creativity for berlin and ENERGY For new york, jfk. And here i have to confess, that i have to ask jeremy for more details

The overall idea is, to design a timelss collection, which offers frames to every kind of face and style in the next 136 years - at least.

We gonna shoot lookbooks for that collection in each of the citys, like now in new yorkp city. And year by year, or in longer terms, we return and continue, showing the movement of the specific cities, and the glasses staying the same, but in different colors, for example.

Ja so far.. Jeremy, what did i forgot?
Jetzt muss ich mir mein huehneraugenplaster auf mein huehnerauge kleben.. Leeeecker! Gut, dass sie nicht deutsch verstehen. Oder sie besuchedas goethe institut und lernen diese sprache der dichter und denker, wie maira becke... - achtung, kostet geld!

---

Still in the air. It is pm 5.30h berlin time. I guess, we gonna arrive at pm 9.00h berlintime. Fasten your seatbells! Turbolences. For lunch we had chicken, the past was already gone. Very empty plane, that helos a lot, if sleaping on three seats. I feel like in an mucht-eating-periode. I hope i do not look like?

I read an article about bernd eichinger... This german movie producer, who died somewhen last week. I do not know, but this guy is really interesting.. I mean interesting is not a good word.. He is fascinating. And also the way he died and maybee to young, but spectacular like in a movie, which is genious. Well.. Ich sollte noch schlafen. Ich habe noch zwei amerikanische zeitschriften.. The economist and the time magazine.


Ja, ich kan einbissien deutsch verstehe, danke fur MR Goethe. But now is time to get inpired in N Y, for what? Very big secret que eu no posso falar nem em portugues!
Assisti 3 movies, SAW ainda esta na tela - sera que inda sei escrever em Portugues?
Angelina ainda sem rugas, eu com fome e Ralph com seus quase 2 belos metros encolhido em duas poltronas.
3.30 min ate Nova Iorque hummmm panckakes please!


Ich will endlich ankommen und nicht die ganze zeit kekse fressen. I wonna arrive in nyc and not eating cokies all the time. Can you anderstand? Why do they have no starbucks in delta airlines? I mean, it is a american brother and sisterthing?!

Nyc blog
To new york city.. In the delta 79 flight. Leaving berlin at 11.50. Me and my girlfriend maira. We had a beautiful multisensual dinner together yesterday and at night i had a dream with a war taking part in berlin.. So good preparation to go to nyc. And here we are! Very happy, sitting in the comftable row 39! We can almost cover all seats in this line. The flight is empty.
She forgot (?) here makeup. So pictures just from far or with much much light.

Our mission is america!
Our mission is the new jeremy ic! Berlin airport collection: JFK!

I so much like this relaxing feeling in the air. Now cellphones or internet. Just these kind of oldfashioned newspapers. Reading, relaxing, sleeping. Melantonin... I read in todays newspaper, that there is to much light in zivilized countries at night. And because of that we would not produce enough melantonin at night.. Lucky us to have with us in a little box.

Flighttime to nyc is nine hours.

Ich habe ein huehnerauge am kleinen linken zehen.
Ich habe ein huehneraugenpflaster am flughafen tegel gekauft.
Wir haben chaitealatte und caramelfrappucino bei starbucks getrunken.
Wir haben zeitungen aus der airfrance lounge geholt.

The stewardess gave us a "welt" and "usa today"
Maira reads a german newspaper. Today she is missing her german lesseons, so she practise now. Very much stepping forward.
She say: shit, i have no make up - i mentioned already.

Amaerican airlines... Delta...! Always good, beautiful, excellent service, new planes, young fresh amd sexy flightatendances..

Jeremy gonna pic us up from the airport.
We start shooting already here in the plane. Even if stll in berlin. I guess that is okay. I guess, this text gonna go into the JEREMY collection book.

The jeremy collection...!

What is the idea: ( i have to write down, because i guess, even jeremy forgot somehow already?!)

We are doing a collection headlined with names of airports. Like JFK, like tegel (TXL), like CDG... All glasses are related to these airports and the cities of these airports. Each city, and so also the glasses related, have a headline. Like creativity for berlin and ENERGY For new york, jfk. And here i have to confess, that i have to ask jeremy for more details

The overall idea is, to design a timelss collection, which offers frames to every kind of face and style in the next 136 years - at least.

We gonna shoot lookbooks for that collection in each of the citys, like now in new yorkp city. And year by year, or in longer terms, we return and continue, showing the movement of the specific cities, and the glasses staying the same, but in different colors, for example.

Ja so far.. Jeremy, what did i forgot?
Jetzt muss ich mir mein huehneraugenplaster auf mein huehnerauge kleben.. Leeeecker! Gut, dass sie nicht deutsch verstehen. Oder sie besuchedas goethe institut und lernen diese sprache der dichter und denker, wie maira becke... - achtung, kostet geld!

---

Still in the air. It is pm 5.30h berlin time. I guess, we gonna arrive at pm 9.00h berlintime. Fasten your seatbells! Turbolences. For lunch we had chicken, the past was already gone. Very empty plane, that helos a lot, if sleaping on three seats. I feel like in an mucht-eating-periode. I hope i do not look like?

I read an article about bernd eichinger... This german movie producer, who died somewhen last week. I do not know, but this guy is really interesting.. I mean interesting is not a good word.. He is fascinating. And also the way he died and maybee to young, but spectacular like in a movie, which is genious. Well.. Ich sollte noch schlafen. Ich habe noch zwei amerikanische zeitschriften.. The economist and the time magazine.


Ja, ich kan einbissien deutsch verstehe, danke fur MR Goethe. But now is time to get inpired in N Y, for what? Very big secret que eu no posso falar nem em portugues!
Assisti 3 movies, SAW ainda esta na tela - sera que inda sei escrever em Portugues?
Angelina ainda sem rugas, eu com fome e Ralph com seus quase 2 belos metros encolhido em duas poltronas.
3.30 min ate Nova Iorque hummmm panckakes please!


Ich will endlich ankommen und nicht die ganze zeit kekse fressen. I wonna arrive in nyc and not eating cokies all the time. Can you anderstand? Why do they have no starbucks in delta airlines? I mean, it is a american brother and sisterthing?!

Letzter tag im ersten monatg. Der run beginnt und gleich ist wieder sommer und herbst und winter und neues jahr. Noch vierzig, gleich fuenfzig, sechzig, siebzig. Eichinger nur einundsechzig.
Air berlin fliegt, lufthansa streicht meinen flug und schenkt mir eine stunde am flughafen muenchen. Da gibt es ein gruenes kaffee-teerestaurant und ich hoere wagner. Oper, welche habe ich vergessen und mueder sind meine augen. Es geht um gold und ich laube ich habe noch einen blogtext, der noch in den notizen haengt und nicht online ist.
Messe fertig und es war natuerlich wieder die beste ever. Nee also echt und im ernst. Es wird imm besser und cooler und geil und die kinder auch und messestand und mitarbeiter und kueche. Alles besser und besser. Ich macht mir spass - sagt man das so?

Ich glaube und bin mir fast sich, dass dieser texteintrag aus der vergangenheit noch nicht veroeffentlicht ist. Deshalb knalle ich den mal hier jetzt rein. I guess, it is even in english:

Blog..

On e way to munich! The beautiful south.. The rich south.. The city with the beautiful woman and wealthy man. The town of beer and beef and cars and oktoberfest.

And for whatever reasons we fly lufthansa! This old german lady with the deea smile and hopeful eye-blink-blink... So airfrance, my french love, do not be jealous... Nyc gonne be again with your little sister teh delta airlaine... (today the nyz flights were cancelt because of snow there... I hope next week plans will fly! Ja, nyc, yes america, i'm comming again and for all who wonna see mee or meet mee: i stay in the stamdart!)

Here above the clouds the sun is so beautiful and, of course, in munich is also just blue sky. Munich is so professional, thet snow is just allowed to come down at night! During the day it is blue-white sky, because of the bavarian state- colors.

Today i might visit the musem, the old collection.. Or checking out the shopping-zone in the heart of the city. Or just relax in the best hote
In the modern, western world, the OLYMPIC in the hans sachs street. ---hello madame klessinger!!!!

So jetzt muss ich zeitung lesen und hoere auf zu schreiben. Kein weiteres wort enthuepft meinen finger und deutsch zu schreiben ist noch immer viel viel einfacher und im tonfall farbenfroher und irgentwie blumiger... Isn't it?!

Kisses,
R


----so far, now back to the real time, on monday 31st of january. Next week nyc i guess. So weit ich glaube i go into the securet area of this airport. Is might be to dangerous to stay here in the dirty zone. Who know which crasy gu runs in and shoot all customers of this coffeeshop down. Auch wenn ich in einer sicheren ecke sitze hier dirnnen, koennte mir eben diese zum verhaengnis werden.. Wird ja immer verrueckter hier unsere sichere welt. Oder im vergleich zu... Eben immer noch securety paradise..?! Ich sage nur wagner und bach und eigentich auch mozart - svhubert und schumann nicht zu vergessen.

Das leben ist schoen und wir leben in einem paradies und kennen die regel. Und die lautet, lernet verzichten, und damit geniessen - aaaaamen, der opa-oberpriester hat gesprochen...

light snow in munich.. And sun!! Of course, it is bavaria! The show is running great and i pick up the kids from airport now! They have to help daniel the cook from tomorrow on.. With other words, take your hunger and pass bye for lunch or early dinner... Aaaah ja, and tomorrow night between seven and nine in the evening, we gonna have a currysausage party at ...wolf (sorry forgot name). A beautiful place at metro station U2 "frauenhofer strasse"... Please pass bye, if you can!!! It is a small place, so may people are fitting perfect!

Aaaand: so surprising, how many american customers made it to munich! hello america! If you did not do it to munich, be prepared, we will be at vision expo east and making it big this year.. This is for shure, as well as the new currency, the "blecho" - ups, now it is out, we are inventing new money... Strong and beautiful...!

Gruess gott und viele gruesse,
Ralph

for example this blog on this page is new. My login is somewhere else and i had problems to find and make it all work. New things are always new, uncommon and at least strange. The new is the big bedrohung for us, even if it is so nescessary. Without the new we still would rund the glasses world without ic! Berlin..

What the fuck am i writing about.. What new is going on.. Wee for example, now i'm in berlin.. Just berlin, but, come on, berlin is great and fashion week just disapeared and was great of course. Berlin changed it's outfit and put some makeup on...

And next weekend i'm gonna be in munich, selling glasses to bavaria and the beautoful south...

And than, i'm gonna go back to my secound home: new york city... The city! My good old love and somehow the capital of a country, which is gonna be big in 2011, in terms of sheetmetal glasses! To be honest, usa is 2011...! Can you smell it? Can you see?

And i bet at the end of this year i gonna have more usa stamps in my passport, than japanese...!

I say hello to jeremy and his, better saying our, new jfc collection-thing, which is gonna be shooten - of course there! And i gonna sing out loud: YES WE CAN! I ic! Berlin is gonna be strong in the motherland of democracy and starbucks!

Blog.. Even if my blog is invisible on the new ic! Berlin webpage and even if i not really could write into it, i continue. We have a new webpage, so of course the blog had to become unvisible and unopenable on ipads and iphone4s.. Of course. I mean, this company pays me for writing that blog, but does not use it.. Very cool i'd say - but i mean, at the end i love it and hope, that these problems gonna be solved.

Can you read me?

I am in antalya now. This wonderful place in this amazing country called turkey! What a culture, what beaches, what amazing resort hotels. Even if in earlier centuries things happend, nobody better not talk about. We should ask alains grandpapa...


Resort hotels are amazing. You can eat as much as you can and drink without limit and you can even be without limits. So because of that many people here are not that skinny, but look happy. In turkey anyway people look more happy and i even guess, that women are stronger here, than in other parts of the world and more than people normally expecting.

On the other hand, every man, if he is honest or intelligent, anywqy knows, that woman dominate man more, than it looks from outside, even in the united states of amerika. In amerika for example the woman are obvieously beeing more intelligent than men. Maybee because of that, Amerika is still leading and even here in this turkish resort hotel you can buy american products and flags - but, no americans are here for holyday and no starbucks...why am i so much about america? I guess, because freshly back from there and still so much with that american feeling - yes, my love for that country.

I am in antalya. Many old people are here for winterhollyday. Germans like it her (germs and germans somehow sounds similar...?!).

Today all salesreps wear red shirts. Yesterday it was white. Tomorrow we leave.. Maybee ic! Berlin should invent that as well.

Warum schreibe ich hier eigentlich immer englisch und warum ist deutsch nicht die weltsprache geworden. Nur wegen diesem typen? Diesem wahnsinningen? Oder liegen die gruende tiefer, das heisst frueher. Ehrlich gesagt merke ich gerade, dass ich mich im deutschen gelenkiger ausdruecken kann, als im englischen. Woran liegt das bloss. Ich sollte einfach mal kurz usa sagen. Einfach nur so, ohne grund. Und dann mal kurz amwrikanische...

Nunja. Hier spricht man jedenfalls deutsch und der strand koennte sauberer sein, wenn auch vieles zu entschuldigen ist wegen der nachsaison. Jetzt ist es kurz vor sieben und das abendessenbuffet hat vor einer viertel stunde begonnen! Ooooh my god, we have to go dinner soon...! Und warum in alles in welt, verfalle ich, wenn es ums essen geht, wieder ins amerikanische? Seltsam seltsam. Zum beispiel obama und san franzisko, die disko!

Heute hatte ich eine vier-hand-massage. Naturlich vor der arbeit. Da haben mich zwei thailaenderinnen durchgeknetet und fast meine unterhose weggekraempelt. Waere beinahe erroetet, wenn es nicht so erholsam gewesen waere. Jaja thailand..! Many many regards to thailand by the way...!

Hier laufen langbeinmodels aus der tuerkei rum zum besseren verkauf der brillen. Muessten aber nicht eigentlich langnasenmodels eingesetzt werden, auf dass sie mehrere brillen tragen koennten? Warum lange beine? Das verstehe ich nicht in amerika!

Klar liebe ich wein, weib und gesang! Auch rep-gesang!

Ri-ra-ralph

...life in antalya is beautiful! Almost that beautiful like in usa.. Bad the bad news are, that i almost did not found my blog and i guess many many people did not as well... And i'm not shure, if these words are really in, because to me it looks very strange...

i mean, if not even able to write gods name correct, how can my wishes become true. so: I'm sorry god, in German: GOTT! hopefully my wish anyway could be considered?!

...because: nyc is so beautiful and the sun is warming a little even if the wind is very polar-style.

for homeless travelers restroom are a keything! walking arround with that full stomach is really a big pain and you really need to know, where to empty yourself in a acceptable way. and this is another reason why I like this american coffee and teaplace with the green logo..! have you checked out the new logo already?

so my dear reader, I have a break now again and send best wishes wherever you are.

oh my good!
would love to be also nyc soho club member, to be honest! good, can you arrange that for me?

I love these smooth sunny Sunday mornings here. all is empty and peaceful - not drunken anymore (?). the nightpartpeople still sleeping, even these colorful crasy birds from yesterday, which took us from the elevator direct into their limo to go one block to a very fancy restaurant or whatever. we did not knew these people, but seams to be a birthday of a la beauty, that here boyfriend arranged. I guess, they had drunken alcohol and maybe also something else. at the end they, of course, loved my sunglasses, and, also of course, took them.. beautiful Americans! taking and beeing happy - not to forget: party! but I mean, I'm absolutely not complaining! it was here birthday, I guess the 29th, and she needed that kind of beautiful eyeprotection. hmmm she also had a name. I guess andrea? so all the best for you, your boyfriend, and all the partypeople..

so. I love this fresh morning and gonna have more breakfast in the staaaandaard. also not bad, even if I'd prefer to sit and sweat in the sauna of soho. do they have here as well?

anyway! all best, especially to you!!!!

Hey nyc! hello america! of course joining the "bank of america" - I bought some dollars there yesterday, the one next to our shop on 7th. yes yes, this bank and it's fear for wikipelidian, or how was it? anyway. just read, that they bloged pages like www.fuck-the-bank-of-america.com.. why do they? I never would do something comparable.
or should I?
the world is anyway out of order. isn't she? or am I? and all arround me is fine?

some days are harder than others and it is hard to see the clearance sale at marcys for example. they push out all the old stuff. all is massed up and very cheap. it has to go out of the shop, for new beautiful fashionable stuff. designers design and china is in china.

we are still in nyc - and I still love this city and country. even here in ny and USA. hello my friends.

right now I'm sitting very lonley in a little coffe bar, having hot water, protein monsterdrinks and cahsewnuts. nobody is with me, just one guy behind the bar. hmm why am I so lonely and why is it for now even not that bad.

general werden blogs Und blogger sehr ueberschaetzt.

reductions up to 75 for the old stuff!!! that is great!

why does Hermes not does glasses and louis v. no perfume?

designlingualstyl: "the beautiful water in the amazing Hudson river is colder in terrible winter than in loved summers (same in berlin or Oslo)." basically Newton.

"As long as you have money, all is good!" doorman in a bar and truthteller..

nyc is different to tokyo.. nooooooway!?!!

to Blogger is not enough. one world is not enough - as well. finally: just one option is boring. but: at the end just one option is gonna become true - or in other worlds, the reality.
again and angina: berlin is not in america.
we should also put beautiful girls on front of berlin's restaurants, to make horny men entering. this simple construction is very common here in this beautiful, snowy city.
I gues they put aggressive salt on the streets and sidewalks against the snow. that is so so not Eco. what does "whole food" think about that? and all these organic people from soho? I personally do not like to much salt on the road. or even at all.
in berlin the beautiful white is melting down.

it is so inspiring to know, that people reading these words. isn't is crasy! or jus very "eitel" from myself?

hey, do you know Ic! berlin?

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never wrote or write directly into the blog. the blog or the internet might eat up everything. so now i writing in the notes and be very pissed on or about this wordfinding-program. always putting the wrong words out and changing correct but not common ones. anyway.. I'm in York, the new one. wintertime. night.
it is called "the standard", and I somehow like it. even if the soho arround the corner might be better. here we have no sauna! does soho have?

the news of the day is, that starbucks changed it's logo!!! now just green and very much zoomed into that waterwoman. somehow strange and I do not know, how that gonna influence the chaitea.. but there is no alternative and the young crowd next table is getting bigger and bigger. girls shouting out in this high voice.. "exiting...!" the guy working here likes my bracelett and I like his leatherpans. I should come here more often. it is the basementbar of the standard.

I should go up to my room. diedcoke is finished.
glasses glasses glasses.
somebody taking away the view because of putting his upper body onto the chair of the lady sitting next to him and she is putting herself at the other end of her chair. poor her.. he touching her shoulder.

the fabric-thing arround my neck is gold.
hello you! and you!

wenn einem die worte in der einen sprache ausgehen, wechselt man einfach in die andere, zum Beispiel deutsch. dann kann man weiterschreiben, ohne in eine wiederholungsschleife zu geraten.

i have Not Seen the new starbuckslogo in nature! did I collect enough old ones?

natrlich liebe ich New York! much netter than old York or Oldenburg. but oldenburg is also very beautiful and the city I was born.

Sind Mir jetzt auch die Worte im deutschen ausegangen? oder gibt es frischen Nachschub?
nice music here and today is the day of Koreans! we meat two people from the south part of that country. hello Seoul!!!

now the crowd next to me I growing into my table. young people are so open and open. I have no more words and ask myself to stop. ralph, stop writing and go to bed! all is easy.

hey, how beautiful is life! also because today I talk to three people reading my blog! I might have mentioned that, but for me it is always surprising and nice to see people, taking part in this blablabla! thank you very much or just: daaaanke!

deutschland ist so schoen und seine Bewohner are nice people.

now the chair of one of the young people crowd collaps and the guy end up on thefloor and he is not even fat. new York is sooooo crasy!
what's your name? where do you come frome? hmmmm I guess from Paris? hmm, than maybee greace?!

I shaved my hair today. feel mug better now.
finish ralph!!! go to bed!! watch beautiful American tv!! learn for life! it is late night here and early morning in berlin..

ja, Ich liebe dich Und euch alle!!! Und, na klarstens, nyc!!!

gute nacht!

(Ich muss auf klo)

a New fresh Year! It is just out and it still smells like a beautiful new Car from inside! here in berlin it even looks like sun coming out. the streets are beautiful dirty. all the fireworksstars were fallen down again and make the left over snow light brown. it is still melting and all is wet. very ideal conditions to wear white suits, like people do in south america. summer in the deep south! wintertimes here.. - how wise!


my new years eve night was full with music! and maybee it gonna be the headline of 2011: MUSIC! listen and making music! of course we will create also new frames - but maybee somehow also very musical magic frames. and the next year gonna be the year of the women! the beautiful strong ones. this is the new Trent. or not. or the blue sky is the new Trent.

going to bed at am 2.30h, starting the day at eight in the morning, creates a tired feeling. even the year is young an beautiful.

almost midday. a yesterday's newspaper is my friend. and the new murakami! and a tea and a icedrink and another icedrink.

some people do not say good bye. do not give gifts. just criticize. being insecure at the end. so called underdogs. or very strong? having the view or just the power to see weaknesses, an idea and desire to direct other people.

the sun is out in berlin - could not be more beautiful! let's have a walk into the brave beautiful new world! all is white and fresh! like a white paper, to do a colorful drawing! (ok, here it is more brown or dirty black..., but who cares)

die Sonne, die sonne!! I could not believe!

how was your party? did you swim? did you meat interesting people? dancing like crasy? did you end up with your girl friend or so called "Flamme"? After these days you are more a myrical to me than ever bevor. isn't it crasy, that this closeness made me see more clear? not the distance?

the newspaper said, the Germans ordered the simple curry sausage, and our friends from southeurope had a rich four courses menu, plus dessert, coffee and schnaps. now we get the bill and the gentle suggestion is, to share the bill.
is it like that? ...these Germans, they are so free of humor and the art to celebrating life. always just "currywurst" - so why not beeing generous and paying at least for all the happy beautiful people in other European countries?

einfach ja sagen, ohne "ja, aber...!". alles ausdiskutieren, nicht vertrauen und sich fallenlassen. die modernen Zeiten erzeugen Individuen, die sich in ihrer Entscheidungsfreiheit selbsfinden. darin besttigt und formuliert sich der innere Kern moderner Persnlichkeiten. Meinungs- und Entscheidungsfreiheit! Individuation und postpartnerschaftliches individualleben, in temporren schnittmengen crossovers. es muss ein demokratisches beziehungsverstaendnis geben, um beiden Partnern die Chance zu geben, sich im Abgleich der Bedrfnisse, weiterzuentwickeln. Ungleichheit ist hier, wie gesellschaftlich global nicht"teamfhig", abgeleitet von unserem europisch-christlichen Humanismus. gleiche Rechte fr alle - gleiche Kontrollen fr alle. taeterprofile, die eine ungleiche Behandlung bedingten, sinnvoll machten, koennen kriminaltechnich Anwendung finden, in der Terrorbekmpfung ist der Gleichheitsgrundsatz strker - alle Menschen sind potentielle Bombenleger, genauer: Selbstmordattentter - alle mssen kontrolliert werden. laehmung fuer das gesamtsystemRentner, Nonnen, Kleinkinder, Ehepaare, Liebesprchen...
alle Menschen sind gleich. Ungleichheit ist das tabufeld der moderne. ungleichheit, gleich Indifferenz?

was hat beziehungslosen mit terrorbekaempfunz zu tun? alles - oder nichts? habe ich zu wenig geschlafen? zu viel geraucht? zu viel Cola light getrunken? das leben ist ein langer langsamer Fluss, und manchmal ist der Abfluss verstopft.

meine Gedanken verwirbeln sich im Stimmengewirr eines Cafe Einsteins in berlin, unter den Linden..

was sind das fr Gedanken am frischen ersten Tag eines nun doch nicht mehr sonnigen ersten Januar.

..i tried to write down my amazing world philosophie two times and it was lost two times, because i did not safe in a good way, or the sytem broke down. What daes that mean? Do i have to try again? I will do in the nextr flight back to paris. Now my collegue tries to convince me to leave the lounge to go into the very dangerous a380.. S maybee the last blog..

All best to all best,
R

i just mention thilo sarrazin and leon de winter. more i basiclly i do not have to say.. also maybe - no that is all. i try to explain in german. das problem ist die ereignislosigkeit, vor allem aber die sinnenreizlosigkeit der modernen zeit. es gibt keine kontraste mehr, keine differenz. nur noch dauertne, die immer lauter werden und damit dazu verleiten, mit ueberreizung verwechselt zu werden. tatschlich fhrt die ueberreizung durch dauertne, um es einmal in einem bild des akustischen auszudrcken, zum nicht mehr wahrnehmen und zu einer sinnenentreizten welt. es ist immer nur ein mehr und kein wahrnehmen. wenn immer alles gleichzeitig ist und immer alles da ist, ist nichts mehr da und wahrnehmbar.

ganz einfach mit dem finger auf der haut zu berprfen. nehmen sie ihren zeigefinger und pressen ihn auf den oberarm. sobald sie ihn nicht mehr spren, drcken sie fester, und immer so weiter. am ende sollten sie ihre haut durchbohrt haben. dauerdruck wird schnell nicht mehr wahrgenommen, genau wie dauertne. tippen sie dagegen mit ihrem finger auf den oberarm, also wie ein ticken, so werden sie eher daran verrckt, als dass sie es nicht mehr merkten. - und ja, das ist eigentlich alles, was wichtig ist, was es zu verstehen gilt, im engsten und weitesten sinne. wir sind dauerdrcker. die moderne welt ist eine dauerdruckwelt, die die dosierung nur im "mehr" kennt, nicht im "nein", im nicht drcken, anders, im "tippen". mit anderen worten: wir fressen immer und immer feiner und mehr. fastenzeiten sind nicht eingeplant und wrden uns tten, so sehr sie uns leben schenkten. das nein zu diesem kreislauf gefhrdete die normalitt, in der wir umhertrudeln und ist doch die einzige und glcklicherweise einfachste, immer offene ausgangstr. das ist es, was uns alle so krank macht und die sehnsucht zchtet, nach einem abstrakten, bergreifenden "nein", der alles zerstrenden katastrophe. das ist ja alles nicht neu und bei musil in erschreckender zeitanalogie nachzulesen. und dain liegt dann auch unsere offene verwundbarkeit, gegenber den radikalisierten weltideologien und religionen. wir haben ja nherhin nichts, ausser das blosse "mehr". und so grotesk es klingen mag, der radikale islamismus hat seine quelle weniger im islam, da natrlich auch, aber viel eher in der entwurzelung der modernen wachstumsgesellschaft - auch oder gerade im nahen osten. nicht umsonst ist bin laden vor seiner terrorismuslaufbahn ein wohlhabender profisohn gewesen, der in schweden sein geld zu verprassen suchte. eine fraglos frustierende unternehmung, die - auch das ist logisch, wenn auch pervers - im zerstrerischen enden muss. je mehr das immer-mehr zur einzigen dogmatischen weltenreligion wird/ bereits geworden ist und das "nicht" das "nein", der bewute verzicht, das fasten, keine option mehr ist, keinen sitz im leben besitzt, abgesichert durch tradition und gesellschaftlichen konsenz, so sehr bleibt das "nicht", das "nein" den willenlosen radikalzerstrern berlassen, den terroristen, den hitlern, den wahnsinnigen, die am ende nur das eine naheliegende tun, nmiich das gleichgewicht wieder herstellen, der not und dem leiden einen raum verschaffen, gegen freiheit, aufklrung, verstand, entwicklung, freiheit. eine option die verstrend wirken muss, zumal in ihrem sinnenbezogenen automatismus. mensch muss spren, sinnlich mit der welt verbunden sein. ohne differenzerfahrung, ohne essen und hungern, verlieren wir den sinn, den sinnichen bezug zur welt, und das ist leider tdlich, weil wir auf gedeih und verderb unsere umwelt(en) spren mssen. ob freiwillig in selbstbegrenzung und einer reimplementarisierung des fastens in die gesellschaft oder von aussen, durch terror, radikalismus und wahnsinn.

fuck, this was just a try, a for shure failed try, but i did and i'm somehow with hope, because i believe, that there is a sudden change comming, which is now not really denkbar oder in seinen dimensionen erahnbar. gleiches gilt natrlich fr die mglichen abrutsche. jajaja. altheit und weisheit und weisse haare in meinem barte. this are the aspects, nobody can doubt, except me and who knows, how wrong i am, or how much it gonna be misunderstood. at the end you can see how much the airfrance lounge in paris is good for long thinking and long german eintrge into the ralph's blog.

good night and good morning!!!

ja es funktioniert. it works, even if my normal email not working here and on my electric information toys. c'est la vie, people say here and we were somehow lucky, because we missed our flight to hong kong, but gotten a voucher for a free high end business lunch. because of this voucher we received an excellent non service at one of these fancy francy restarants here at the airport. to be precise, right between terminal 2d and 2b, next to the new satrbucks, which suppose to open in december 2010, but still closed.

chrismas at the airport. businesstrip to taipai and tokyo. we gonna buy a big chain of stores in tokyo. mostly all in omatesando area. a little investor from fitchi eyeslands offered us his chairs for a small amount of money. we had to say yes, so now, we gonna open at least 17 shops in omatesando. next to gucci and one inside the big louis vuitton. ja, as you know and as i always tell me kids, i ever tell the truth - or am i pre-jetlaged? gonna be big business and big earthquake in the eyewearbusiness.

my eyes again getting tired. and i am working on my plans for the last day of this year... what is gonna happen. shall i listen to beautiful music having some cookies and a glas of beautiful redwine? whall i visit one of these partys in berlin and dance my head away? dancing is basiclly a very attractive option, but the dancing thing in disco-nightlife starts so badly late at night. so maybee i take some eautiful melantonine and go to bed warly. like kaethe be did once in an arty project. in germany this celebration on the last day of the year is called "silvester". berlin is famous for crasy partys... but first of all, we have to make it back to the german capital. who knows, if the snow and ice and maybee a vulcano will make it impossible to come back in time or at all.

warum werde ich jetzt muede? was soll das alles und wenn mein geist vernebelt ist, warum schreibe ich dann diese worte in diesen sogenannten 'blog' hinein.

i bought some cigars and gifts. all good stuff and i hope, that people gonna like... hallo world!!! am i crasy or the other way arround?

ja es funktioniert. it works, even if my normal email not working here and on my electric information toys. c'est la vie, people say here and we were somehow lucky, because we missed our flight to hong kong, but gotten a voucher for a free high end business lunch. because of this voucher we received an excellent non service at one of these fancy francy restarants here at the airport. to be precise, right between terminal 2d and 2b, next to the new satrbucks, which suppose to open in december 2010, but still closed.

chrismas at the airport. businesstrip to taipai and tokyo. we gonna buy a big chain of stores in tokyo. mostly all in omatesando area. a little investor from fitchi eyeslands offered us his chairs for a small amount of money. we had to say yes, so now, we gonna open at least 17 shops in omatesando. next to gucci and one inside the big louis vuitton. ja, as you know and as i always tell me kids, i ever tell the truth - or am i pre-jetlaged? gonna be big business and big earthquake in the eyewearbusiness.

my eyes again getting tired. and i am working on my plans for the last day of this year... what is gonna happen. shall i listen to beautiful music having some cookies and a glas of beautiful redwine? whall i visit one of these partys in berlin and dance my head away? dancing is basiclly a very attractive option, but the dancing thing in disco-nightlife starts so badly late at night. so maybee i take some eautiful melantonine and go to bed warly. like kaethe be did once in an arty project. in germany this celebration on the last day of the year is called "silvester". berlin is famous for crasy partys... but first of all, we have to make it back to the german capital. who knows, if the snow and ice and maybee a vulcano will make it impossible to come back in time or at all.

warum werde ich jetzt muede? was soll das alles und wenn mein geist vernebelt ist, warum schreibe ich dann diese worte in diesen sogenannten 'blog' hinein.

i bought some cigars and gifts. all good stuff and i hope, that people gonna like... hallo world!!! am i crasy or the other way arround?

let it snow let it snow let it snow.. that is a song, isn't it? in the last 40 years snow at chrismas always was a problem. because it never were white. always green or more precise: grey! my patens went to Bavaria wit me, to make me familiar with that white kind of frozen water.. now because of the cars and planes and cows (co2) we have climacolapps and snow at chrismas. and yes I gave a lot to greenpeace and al gore to change that to normal again. I also deceide not to do my driverslicene soon. so I continue riding my speedbike even in winter, snow and worldcatastrophy.

don't get me wrong if I say and shout and sing: merry chrismas or "grosser gott, Und..." from the weihnachtsovertorium of bbbaaaaccch! I love singing, I love our freed western world, I love to say no to many things but also yes!!! I love the nzz and these great articles on chrismas on page one about chrismas, I love flying to taiwan today! hello people, please do not forget to be... what? to be or not to be.. hello berkly hello warthe! hello f-nopolis!!!
jaaaaa, chrismas is here and we are white!!! kisses rrrrr

in Oslo. at The Munch museum. why going in the
museum if there is a shop and a cafe?! you can see and touch and take all pictures from the museum in the shop. in the museum itself you could not. and here in this museum the tea is good and the cakes are with pictures in chocolate. so again why going inside after enjoying all already in that much more sensitive way. can you eat the pictures inside?
the cold in oslo is strong and somehow significant. I bought a blue skiing overall for the sportsglasses shooting and a fur head. why not using fur? why is it not ok? I saw a white fox thing with the head of the fox. very much an unacceptable item, but why did I not took it? because the killed the fox? what about leather shoes and and leather jackets and beef stroganoff? I'd say back to nature! lat's heat with holz or wood and drive cars with water.
and what about among cigarettes. I end up in asking stupid questions and ask myself, why is that so.
we stay in the international and research the market - but not doing marketing research in strict malysian way. more serious and deap. and one thing is for shure: Norway is a very strong Ic! berlin market!

hello OSLO! HELLLO Norway! ic! berlin is coming!
kisses on your cold skin,
r

Alles echt, immer!

This virtual keyboard sucks. I wanna back the good old real one. Ipad indeet is more a mediatoy, than a working tool? Am i to negative? These asian travelergirlys having labtobs bigger than their intire body. How can they travel with. And why does this wordcorrection programm does not work here on my ipad.

It is barcelone this moment and barca won 2:0 against rubin kasan. These poor boys from the far away tundra and taiga. Ok, not that poor, but very good players and very professional team. Not at leat because of their international paetner for glasses, sunglasses, sportglasses and sheetmetalglasses equipment. Yes, it is ic! Berlin and the final big official not-digital contract is almost signed! I put my signature on the papers and the president of RUBIN KASAN (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), himselve will do the same soon, or in februar, when i gonna travel with, i guess guido westerwelle, to kasan in the far far south east. I guess if i gonna go there once, i never go back to berlin. Ic! Berliln gonna have to chance immediatly into ic! Kasan.

Many people waiting in line for boarding. How could that be? We are going to zuerich. Yes again, suiss one of the more than most favorite countrys and another one, which i might choose for my political exil, when germany is gonna be different again. Hmmm, or kasan would be more save... Ore brasil.. But good old times here in save warm europe..?! We have to work strong to keep it that superbeautiful and free and open and tolerant and creative, like it is now.. - old old ralph have spoken.

The football match was very exiting. We were very close to the green, and it would have been easy to enter the area of the game. Even magic messi was there and gave me a big smile. How can he know me? Do we cooperate with him as well? I have to check, when back in berlin.

Now the suiss beautys start the bording and i have to leave leave leave the sun and warm...

Natuerlich liebe ich euch alle und werde euch immer treu bleiben. Auch wenn sie kein deutsch verstehe, sollten sie diese stelle lesen und aus dem zarten klang der worte eine inhaltliche bedeutung, wichtiger aber die gefuehle herauslesen.

ooooh, ich habe einen neuen komputer und der ist ganz duenn und ist sehr schnell.. krass schnell. ich bin begeitert. vor allem ist er auch noch schoen. aber ich sage nicht, wie er heisst. ja.. morgen fliege ich nach spanien und spreche mit den streikenden fluglotsen. ja.. spter mehr und dann auch auf englisch! vor allem, das hatte ich vergessen, hat diese komputer tasten und wird nicht mir "c" geschrieben, sonder mit "k"!

verstanden? ausserdem stinke ich ein wenig... zwei wochen... da muss ich meine hose doch mal wechseln...

"maerchenbraut"... auf dvd.. sehr geil!

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early dark morning in Paris. took the nightflight from Tokyo. arrived at am 4.00h. quite early but also quite late under tokyos perspective: midday. so j slept long because did not had to eat - too luck! just two delicious miso soup! and water water water. slept well and dreamt a lot. my neighbor was a very nice guy. professor I guess. we did not talk at all, just hello and good bye. but he read a nice book and his hole personality was beautiful. I guess arround 70 years old. I read murakami. this book with Q84 something. missing the protein jelly drink from Tokyo. by accident I saw, that it was white and somehow like sperm. I had a little break, but after seconds I continue drinking. and soon going back to Berlin.. you know this wonderful city in the beautiful Germany?
but how about fance? how about Ireland? the crisis, the euro, the need of a strong blecho in the future. the good news to all economy experts: yes the blecho is comming! very soon, but until than the euro have to continue. and to be honest, we could not give out more than 150.000 to 200.000 B. more would not be serious and we couldn't guarantee the value!
yes I know, that means, we are no alternative to theweak euro already, BUT do not forget, that one blecho are two euro! and year by year we can increase the amou t of blechos circulating. step by step, that is how we change the world at Ic! Berlin.. so the euro might have to stay a little bit longer.
how lucky I am.. I'm not tired at all. and fresh for fun! who would have expected that? after such a trip without eating.. but maybee it is the other way arround: how did all the other manage their lifes and such long trips, with eating? haha! new perspectives coming up and because this iPhone suggested the word "Havana" instead of 'haha', now I miss havana and Cuba! sun a nice intense time there! this other world far from here...
are French people more beautiful than my shoes? or the other way arround?
fancy french people. how is their sexual life? are all man guy? or in love with beautiful popstars?
I love Glenn Gould. listening the wohltemperierte Klavier.. puuh, sehr schoen Und Gould stoehnt fast erotisch sum spiel Der tasten. ups, that was german. anyway, I love you Glenn!

--- in japan in Bangkok. genauer jal Lounge im AirPort Bangkok. it is almost japan herr. These japanese people Somehow are Special, creating their Home everywhere in The World. ja.. early Morning, Blue Sky. gonna Be a Hot Beautiful Day. i'm in my winterjacket do Not really fit here - but should fit Sapporo, in The Cold North of japan. i guess 5 degrees Celsius. my Eyes are Tores and i'm thinking about Flight Strategie. sleeping, Reading, Wirkung, watching Movie, Talking with japanese businessman? Let's See. i gonna arrive Sapporo Late, so Gould have to Sleep again. Next to me an Opfer japanese Guy, almost without a Voice. Talking like an old Diesel-Car.
and i have to mention again, that my laguage is very Perfect! comliments to Mister Axel BREE. using The Small cabintrolly, on bat on Top of that and a Messmtern bag! all in red, Fitting pre-chrismasperiod.
now my head gefront emptying. red non of The Heavy Books i Tool. maybee now? murakami... this q352 or something like that Book.

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no superbeautys as stewardesses.. but: amazing dinnner (great for fasting), huge seats, clear pure water, funny movies! so why complaining? life is so beautiful!! even if I put my put in the board for magazines, and almost lost, and killed a glass of water on my neighbor seat..
now they start serving, so it starts smelling, so for me eating.
never ending announcements, what the he'll are they talking about all the time..
watching a cartoon! = break for writing...
again announcement..
watching cartoon again...
aaaaand again announcement!
ja, what a beautiful language this thai..and in a second for shure another break for English version?? hmmm not coming.. so movie..
ups again... movie ended. strange. did not looked like ending. but who cares..
no, I do not want breat, just a veggie soup, pleaase. even if I had one already today! self-made by my friends in Taipei! very impressive and tasty! thank you ver much for that again!
and I asking myself, why having an iPad, if iPhone is so much smaller and doing moreor less the same. I did not used iPad since app 2 weeks.. so, back to iPhone!
does the movie starts again? shall I watch? or designing glasses? or to many turbulence? the smell in the cabin is getting more and more intense.. butter and hmm what else.. just yummy! I stay light and easy - no restroom necessary, just for piing. or I'm gonna read a book? saramago? the one with the elephant?
or writing and writing?!
is writing working?
I working fun?
is fun for free?
am I free to do what I want?
what do I want?
who am?
Ralph anderl, of course, stupid question!

very very very cool and - yes! - funny movie with an Ic! Berlin frame in on the big big Heros is: "the other guys"! director: Adam McKay, starring: mark wahlberg, will ferell and eva Mendes. (eva, please can you call me immediately? also have some glasses for you and...)

still hungry. arrived in bankogk. raining. why? and one hour earlier than Taipei. why? and not reaching the gate. shit!

message to Sapporo: veggie misu-soup also might be ok.

I can not stop: in the car to the hotel now! a relatively new BMW. comftable driving and effective air-condition. still raining but warm, almost hot. my Canadian goose winterjacket does not fit so wel, butif almost naked in beneath it is okay - and air-condition also helps to feel good in winterweapon. here it is almost midnight, taipei one hour later. I'm very exited about my new glasses and would live to work on them all the time. unfortunately planes and cars moving to much. i hope, hotel is earthquake free. on the other hand it is late. pickup time to start the day am 11.00h. not to early. very important to mention, I cashed myself at ATM: 3000,- bath I guess. I bought bottle of non sparkling water! felling better and took hunger away.

what the duck am I writing?

this computer helps me and my English a lot! I guess you can recognize, that I almost writing without mistakes anymore! isn't that great?

how is the hotel gonna be? name is Pullman! isn't that a very big an comftable car? or Typ of care? I'm with hope, Aa long as with a bed and maybee shower or bath, and maybe without animals, I would be fine. forgot: electricity I would like, mostly plugins.

ja, writing makes the journey shorter. you are writing and writing, and suddenly you are there. unfortunately not in this case. the airport is quite far away. - highway end. driver pay something,25 bath.. where would I eat that late, if I would? how lucky I am, that I do no have to answer this question!

looks like center somehow now.. nit shure..
would love to be here for holiday! at the beach...

hotel really nice! ja... I made it.. am 1.30h - good night!!
some wodka and sausages and Swedish girls...

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no superbeautys as stewardesses.. but: amazing dinnner (great for fasting), huge seats, clear pure water, funny movies! so why complaining? life is so beautiful!! even if I put my put in the board for magazines, and almost lost, and killed a glass of water on my neighbor seat..
now they start serving, so it starts smelling, so for me eating.
never ending announcements, what the he'll are they talking about all the time..
watching a cartoon! = break for writing...
again announcement..
watching cartoon again...
aaaaand again announcement!
ja, what a beautiful language this thai..and in a second for shure another break for English version?? hmmm not coming.. so movie..
ups again... movie ended. strange. did not looked like ending. but who cares..
no, I do not want breat, just a veggie soup, pleaase. even if I had one already today! self-made by my friends in Taipei! very impressive and tasty! thank you ver much for that again!
and I asking myself, why having an iPad, if iPhone is so much smaller and doing moreor less the same. I did not used iPad since app 2 weeks.. so, back to iPhone!
does the movie starts again? shall I watch? or designing glasses? or to many turbulence? the smell in the cabin is getting more and more intense.. butter and hmm what else.. just yummy! I stay light and easy - no restroom necessary, just for piing. or I'm gonna read a book? saramago? the one with the elephant?
or writing and writing?!
is writing working?
I working fun?
is fun for free?
am I free to do what I want?
what do I want?
who am?
Ralph anderl, of course, stupid question!

very very very cool and - yes! - funny movie with an Ic! Berlin frame in on the big big Heros is: "the other guys"! director: Adam McKay, starring: mark wahlberg, will ferell and eva Mendes. (eva, please can you call me immediately? also have some glasses for you and...)

still hungry. arrived in bankogk. raining. why? and one hour earlier than Taipei. why? and not reaching the gate. shit!

message to Sapporo: veggie misu-soup also might be ok.

I can not stop: in the car to the hotel now! a relatively new BMW. comftable driving and effective air-condition. still raining but warm, almost hot. my Canadian goose winterjacket does not fit so wel, butif almost naked in beneath it is okay - and air-condition also helps to feel good in winterweapon. here it is almost midnight, taipei one hour later. I'm very exited about my new glasses and would live to work on them all the time. unfortunately planes and cars moving to much. i hope, hotel is earthquake free. on the other hand it is late. pickup time to start the day am 11.00h. not to early. very important to mention, I cashed myself at ATM: 3000,- bath I guess. I bought bottle of non sparkling water! felling better and took hunger away.

what the duck am I writing?

this computer helps me and my English a lot! I guess you can recognize, that I almost writing without mistakes anymore! isn't that great?

how is the hotel gonna be? name is Pullman! isn't that a very big an comftable car? or Typ of care? I'm with hope, Aa long as with a bed and maybee shower or bath, and maybe without animals, I would be fine. forgot: electricity I would like, mostly plugins.

ja, writing makes the journey shorter. you are writing and writing, and suddenly you are there. unfortunately not in this case. the airport is quite far away. - highway end. driver pay something,25 bath.. where would I eat that late, if I would? how lucky I am, that I do no have to answer this question!

looks like center somehow now.. nit shure..
would love to be here for holiday! at the beach...
some wodka and sausages and Swedish girls...

gutestens Nacht endlich! it is a nice hotel, even the water is kind of brown. 1.27h now.. no German tv Chanel, standal!

since 11.11. from am 11.11h on I am fasting. nothing else than tonnes of water light tea, molke and a cup of vegetable juice a day. the hole thing starts with a big glass of so called "glauber-salt"-water. that is so bitter, that pure water smells super sweet after joining that. ...and it makes you go to the toilette very immediately and strongly. in my case it wen made me spying out all water.. puh, that was a heavy day. now I'm sitting in a plane to hong kong going to taipai. somehow it is hard not to eat here.. but also a little bit easier than expected. and yes, I still very much believe and feel, how useful the fasting is. the difficult days are anyways just the first three days. even if it is always not so supereasy. somehow it is like a journey. like switching into another reality, the reality of not eating. from one day to another you are in and not really thinking about anymore. to eat is tabu and not really an option. even if your thoughs still circling around.. but I guess i'n never break the fasting before the end, which is gonna be December 15th. until that date my head-hair is growing and growing. many people do not recognize me anymore. yes this year again it is for Onono.. and I will do that until end of live.. somehow, means until age of 86.
jaaa, we are almost there. hong kong. there might be a Starbucks for me for a hot nice watertea. all these sugar-high-end-designed-milk creations are also no option anymore, so much I loved them. how long does it take to Taiwan from hong kong?

did I mentioned, that I have gotten a wonderful travelbagset from axel bree? all I. beautiful red and very very useful? did I mentioned, that I very mich recoment this brand? from isernhagen in Germany.. lowersaxon!

ja so far. we are landing soon and I prepare myself for that..
dank Und auf wiedersehen!

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jetzt Sitze ich in der Lounge von Air France, die gleich um zehn Uhr morgens schliet. interessant... but anyway, my flight is soon. and always thinking what to weighs to keep it exiting.. isn't it exiting, that I am thinking that? because again, basically I think, that blogs are boring. or potentially might be boaring. it is am 8.55h and to be honest, I feel very good with my amazing molke drink! luckily security did not took that dangerous powder away, like they did with my healthy soup paste.. so no veggie soup here..

all the very best,
ein Ralph

just wonna Way, I'm still alive and with Anna at basketballtraining with the tandem! that is all for now, Anna has a red head, she loves the training.. so now we have to jump on the bike.. r

Back in Berlin.. winter cold grey.. but at least most loved city.. ausruf: "Berlin du alte sau!!
ups, to many tourists in here in this coffeeshop.
Starbucks one sight for people from small German villages!!
so far... and who cares except me..
and my mothers birthday.. all the best mother! she is in town and we will have dinner altogether! and do not be late little son... nothing changed since I was young.. somewhen...

finally and from my heart: kisses and love to all my friends, people, customers and lovers in Braunschweig, muenchen, hangover, delmenhorst, dwerchte and Dortmund.
and kisses to Mandy, Barbara, uschi, Thekla, Gisela and klaus! pleas do not forget me!! ;-))$

Why are so many french businessman in the air france lounge? And why are they always comming close to my seat to talk loud with their homeoffice? British airways is their airline, don't they know that?

Matchatea latte frappucino. I like that drink. I also like the caramel frappucino. And i like the french duck leberwurst.. Hmm lecker!

And the frensh are striking for more money and less worke... Something like that. Sounds somehow logic and they of course are very radikal and agressiv to the public. Maybee my flight to berlin is gonna be cancelt, because of that and in this case i try to join one of the workes protest things. I really want to support these workers and ideas of more for less. Absolutly the trent of these days..

Why the fuck does this ugly british businessman talk so much bullshit right to my seat? That is terrible. I can listen all these businessdetails, which are basiclly without any content, any! But he is doing a company payed phonecall for at least more than 50 pounds... Evem if the pound is weak, it is not nice to the company, that give his paycheck.

Businessman, are and have to busy all the thime.

And: the firstclass seams to be totally booked.. Imagine!

Deutschland wird weltmeister, suddenly is in my head. What kind of "weltmeister"? exportweltmeister?

Now this british businessman laugh put loud about some laundary-issues.. Hahahaha!
This day ends upe in tokyo and is a still half fresh in berlin and super young in beautiful america, for example vegas...
I wonna have some golden round glasses, with a slidly tiny grey gradient.

My shirt is white, my head is red.
Schluss!

Roppongi again. Der kreis schliesst sich. The circle is finished. The show done, i'm sitting in front of that coffeeshop in roppongi again. Now it is raining, the americans sitting inside. This time the desperate housewifes of succexful businessman. They are sitting right behind me, having their morning tea after gym. American beautys, as know from vegas... Somehow. Hey, i love vegas, more than i should. In tokyo. No, i'm not getting wet sitting outside. I have an appointment at 10.30h, right here. I'm the succexful international businessman. Of course. In the rain. Rachmaninoff is in my ears, pianoconcert, also exactly like last time.
Spending a month in tokyo. Doing nothing. Just joining the gym and spa at the grand hyatt. After that sitting the hole day in front of the building, watching people, writing. At the end of the day riding arround by bike, listening music, maybee excercising again. How long could i do that? How long would i be able to, whith out getting mad? Or just getting very relaxed and fine? Like no better holyday in life? Of course why tokyo for that?

Tonight i leave at ten. Last flight to paris. Back home into air france plane.

How lucky we were without rain the last days.
People passing by. Do i leave this place by writing, do i not. Spend full attention to my surrounding because of that?

I danke gott dafuer, dass es mir so gut geht.
Can i? In these modern times?

How much can i spend?
Americans can spend more than they have - of course, it is the united states.
Germany is a bit better in saving. Angela merkel.

Berlin is so cold and rainy, even snowy.
I love berlin.
Amazing rachmaninow.
Watching "a single man" again.
Danke tom!

"Mr tom ford! this is the last and final announcement, please contact yours glassesdesigner ralph anderl under his wellknown cellphone number!"

"Irgentwann muss auch mal schluss sein mit all diesem scheiss und unernsten gesusel. Es kann nicht immer so weitergehen in diesen sinnlosen verkreisungen oberflaechlichlier laecherlichkeiten. Die steine liegen auf der strasse und wir koennen damit (endlich) fenster einwerfen oder (noch endlicher) neue haeuser bauen, in denen wir leben moechten und nicht sterben in alltagen, die laengst nicht mehr die unseren sind. Wann merken wir verdammten schisser das endlich. Die steine liegen auf der strasse und ein buecken ist nicht viel mehr, als einmal tief luftholen und den kopf zu senken. Das geht verdammt nochmal immer. Hoeren sie endlich auf, sich selbst und all ihren verarmten mitbruedern die ohren vollzujammern. Und geben sie endlich diese bloede hoffnung auf, dass irgent ein arsch aus der verwaltung oder landesorganisation ihnen beispringen wuerde. Das passiert nicht. Da kommt keiner aus seinem buero herausgehuepft und leckt ihnen den gelb-stinkenden speichel aus ihrem mund. Das passiert nicht und ist noch nie passiert. Die hoffnung liegt naeher und ist immer da, vor ihren fuessen und besser nehmen sie die zweite option. Fenster einwerfen und koepfe zertreten ist nicht mehr in der zeit. Das machen wir dieses mal anders, weil wir doch gelernt haben und besser koennen. Klar, wie oder was fuer ein optimist ich bin, aber das muessen wir uns schon zugestehen, wenn wir die steine nicht gleich mit unseren fronthauern zerbeissen, und mit einem kleinen schluck wasser aus der leitung, totbringend in den magen verspuelen wollen. Das funktioniert doch nicht. Geben sie endlich die hoffnung auf! Ja die stirbt zu letzt aber zuvor der mauerstein! Runter damit oder das haus gebaut. Endlich mal selbst in die hand nehmen sie klagepausbackenschweinerl. Verstehen sie das alles ueberhaupt? Sprechen sie deutsch? Verstehen sie klartext? Das ist so einer! Verdammt, irgentwann muss endlich schluss sein und fuer texte wie diesen, sind menschen schon in gitterhausverliesse gegangen. Hochgestapelt fuer diesen? Verstehen sie ueberhaupt, worum es losgeht? Lesen sie die zeitung, tokyonews oder das westphaelische tagblatt. Halt endlich dein bloedes maul anderl, du bist doch auch nur so eine dumme sau!"
(aus: peter schreier, "die entsuchungen der neuzeit" basel 2010)



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japanese Never drink venti size drinks - and marchon is cooperating with them on their booth, giving theirs coffee away, because 'would be the best in the world'..! Americans... they are crazy and so 'bescheiden'...

somehow I like ginza.. having my breakfastbreak in theirs first place in japan. the old shopping paradise of japan.. all boutiques are here and somehow telling the story of gone days. but good luck, streets are crowded again on shopping-Sundays and people even carrying shoppingbags. maybee they just receicle but I'm optimistic - of course not with the other big land in the wild west.. I'm sorry, but I can not after my last stay there, even if I love love love a lot! ('by the way, I like your shoes...!') - and my beautyfull very perfect English breakfasttea with honey and milk.

regards to: santo Domingo, Porte veccio, curiciba, Mexico and Swiss!

Because of internet, technic, applicagions i can listen german radio far from home in tokyo. Listening the midday news from cologne: "westdeutscher rundfunk". Fot me an unbelievable experience, because one of the most important informationtools in the world is the german radio. Mostly "deutschlandfunk" but also the serious newmagazines from staterunned radiostations like wdr or ndr.

Now my ipad plays "salome" for me while i'm writing. Local time in tokyo is 22.22h. Soon it is time to sleep. My eyes getting tired. I' with hope, to sleep soon and deep and long. The tradeshow starts tomorrow at ten - also very comftable!

Hello berlin, hello tokyo, hello new york! Who is reading me, the old question in blog.
Who cares!? Good morning, good night, good afternoon!
R

again in Front of this coffeeshop. i deceide not to promote Starbucks anymore, by putting the word "Starbucks" almost in every text. yes of course I like, better love sturbucks, but on the other hand, I still have to pay full price and I have heard, that they use kidsblood from african kids under three years to produce chaitea latte. Because of that I drink Earl grey tea now. so stop Starbucks and not say that world anymore!!

many people passing by. it is getting dark, I'm wearing my new head from my new outfit for the ioft. tomorrow we might win a big design prize. the normal size price is already shure. Japanese people have a very special design for designprizes and the prizegiving-ceremonies also always like chrismas and eastern together, without chrismasthree and chocolate eggs.

anyway, it is getting darker and darker and my dark sunglasses making it more and more difficult to see something. but I do not care, I have gps and google earth for orientation!

I rarely can see, that the girl next to me is wearing her eyeglasses under her nose, like a mustage. strange, she do not change that position. seams to be the new Trent.

dogs and kids are the Sunday toys for adults. Beautiful. I need a dog!

unfortunately I cannot smoke anymore, which is sad, because japan is smokers paradise! I just could't, I not even can imagine to inhale the nicotine smoke. strange. I never were a smoker, but sometimes one cigarette, for flash reasons...

Tom ford is not my friend. unfortunately not. maybee he can call me or send a message? all he is doing in fashion and moviewise is so great. I even would say better than mark. don't worry mark, you are loved anyways and you are the reason for me consuming protein products. and maira try to call you since last summer.. but Tom, again, you are the best and I appreciate your worke! do you have my number? do you own an Ic! Berlin frame? than you have it.

and now I stop writing.

These people over there, having breakfast with their three kids outside at Starbucks rappongi hills... they bought several things in a convenient store, coffee and other drinks from Starbucks. the kids fight each other in a somehow mangaway. parents talking intelligent in American English. it's a couple plus female friend. the man has a very big bodyvolume, his wife very curly hair and a very mother-exited face. how old are they? I guess even younger than me? living in tokyo as foreigners. the kids in their own foreigners world.

i finished my drinks. shall a drink more? have to go to the tradeshowarea. looking what is going on.

dogs barking.
racing cars making racing cars noise.

the American kids also noisy running around. parents talk parentsstuff.

I smell very nice like that Japanese high end brand. forgot the name. took a big spray everywhere yesterday at isetan. yes I like isetan departmentstore very much. and I love tome ford even more. saw his movie on the plane. and this time did not fall asleep, like two times before. and I found out, that it is really a very beautiful movie. intense and intelligent. like the clothes he make. and that is the new direction as well: simplicity. doing one cut in several fabrics. that's all. we need nothing more. how lucky I am that I found that cut and do not have to consider other anymore. same for the boots. ysl has a similar concept in shoes.. always same cut, using just different leathers..

now I know what it is about: about having time. it is about creating again. writing, drawing. and on 11.11.2010 there is my exhibition in Berlin. linienstrasse 40 at the wohnononoung. yes, feel free to come.

I mixed it up. the curly hear woman is not the big mans wife. it is the blond. or he has two womans. you know, Americans make everything possible, as long as you do not touch the water in Vegas in the Venetian gondolas. Fu... Them (in amerika you do not say FUCK!, i like that and support that!)

may I ask, where are the Japanese supermodels? ;-) in brasil? in Berlin? in kambotscha?

...finally Tokyo again! this old Love! hello japan! so familar to arrive narita airport, pass through bordercontrol, customs, jumpin into the train after having something from these even here existing Starbucks people. these days no chaitea, just plain watertea... it's Onono time. my hair is shaived since yesterday and will grow until December 15th... all my hair? well maybe..., you might not see. I'm in the expresstrain to shibuya. around me many Germans, must have arrived a Lufthansa flight as well. and yes, sorry I'd never go Lufthansa - for stupid reasons, too uncool this airline. airfrance is the one I'm with. sorry for that. not tired now. again the question, why blogs, who is reading, why am I writing? just because of my hyperactivity? can not sit here doing nothing. my brain is processing and something have to get out. in my ears I have bosshoss. I can recommend! on my new mini iPod. yes apple is the only American company I also would recommend. and, ups sorry I forgot, of course Starbucks... uuuuh dangerous!

hello all of you! regards from Tokyo and of course I love you all - did you doubt that?

..ups, don't say that: how beautiful is paris... Ooooh my goodness (american pronouncement..sopranino).. The sun, this hill with the white church, the old houses, the beautiful high heeled woman, the man, ja, as well... Yes i like it and wouldblove to have my bike again to race arround. Plus, of course..

Paris is the city of love and somehow you can feel it. Or not. I do not know. In any case, here we celebrate on of the biggest glasses fairs of the world, the wonderful silmo! This year first time out of the city close to the airport.

Sitting starbucks. Watching out of the window. My ideal breakfast is chinestealatte and caramelfrappucino. Hot and cold. Somehow japanese.. Or finish sauna.

Checking out the fashion-places in town... What is going on. How are the restrooms in this french starbucks? As good as in germany? But without number-codes? Everybody can enter? That is scary. This starbucks is superempty. Maybee the time is wrong for sturbucks or french people really do not use. And maybee not enough tourists in this corner. Anyway. Who cares starbucks eccept me. Finished frappucine, starting the hot tea.

Nutuerlich liebe ich dich!

And i have a book in mind, i'd like to write and glasses to design...

Why is life so beautiful, with sun in paris and a tradeshow right in frnt of the door?

Und zum guten ende noch einige versoehnliche worte aud deutsch. Und auch in dieser sprache kann ich nur bestaetigen, wie schoen das leben hier ist. Freilich, als beinahe meistbeguenstigter mensch der welt. Mit eigener blechbrillenfirma ohne schrauben... Wer kann das schon von sich behaupten. Vielen menschen sind reich, besitzen aktien und firmen und haeuser und autos und noch mehr, aber eben keine blechbrillenfirma ohne schrauben in berlin. Dieses glueck ist leider nur meins, wenn ich es auch gerne teile, soweit das moeglich ist.

Bin ich ein guter mensch oder ein bloeder?

So eine art neu-, bzw nachzeitlichen mann ohne eigenschaften aufschreiben... Strukturell irgentwie angeglichen und doch ganz anders. In berlin nicht in wien. Welche parallelaktion? Oder keine. Ich verstehe, sie verstehen nur bahnhof und ich empfehle ihnen musil. Das hilft in diesem fall und auch in vielen anderen.

Ja, ich liebe mein ipad und das neue phone. Ja verdammt ich gebe es zu und bekenne, fast, ich betone das, abhaengig zu sein. Aber eben nur fast.

Mein tee ist leer, jetzt der toilettentest. Hoffentlich haben sie mindestens berliner niveau.

Hey, sorry all americans! You do not speak any other languages... I know... So back home... First i very very much apologize for all incnvinience you have. First thefinancecrisis in nyc, than oil-thing in the gulf, and now our.... I very much apologize and as you already recognize, it is getting better and better and better... Doesn't it. Puuuuuh we are really working hard on that in nyc and berlin and.... You will see!!!

Come to paris, come to berlin, but don't forget you ic! Berllin sunglasses!

Summer is back and we are in VOGUE!!

Kisses
Ralph

Rainjng, cold.. Summer is gone. In berlin.
In the gym on acrosstrainer watching german tv. This tall guy..
No..
Sometimes you have to say no. Even if something is started.
The keybord making stupid noise.
Listening beetoven sonatas..

Good bye.
No message tonight.

I'm jeleous = should mean "neidisch" - to liechtenstein.. How luckey he is.. How free..
Great! Learn german and read his blog!

Gute nacht,
Ralph

Good good luck! Now we have also! Now we are a city, now we have a place to go, now we also be lucky!
Soho is in the city and these clever guys choosed the best place ever, the old SED-building torstrasse 1. ("torstrasse" means road of the goals... So...!)

On the rooftop of life!
In the pool of beauty!
The club of the clubs!

Members only, choosen in exclusive meeting all three month.
The next is gonna be in october, so hurry up. Otherwise you completly missing the wet-sunny season.

I can see all these bodys, these people of fun!
("did you had fun yesterday?!")

Good luck, now we have a soho club in berlin. We were waiting for for so long!
Good luck, now we have a soho club in berlin, we were underdogs for to long!
Good luck, we have sohoclub in berlin!

(never drive lamborhinis on berlins highways with to young human beeings on codrivers seat at night)

And somehow starbucks is also like a members only club. Not that strikt, but somehow? Until few weeks even the numbercode-system for the restrooms works. For a long time, they tried to install, but nobody took serious. Now it works. Starbuckstoiletts are for members only and you can clean the seats with antibakteriell spray - one of the reasons, why you can find me on these restrooms very often.

And even if they do not have exactly my crosstrainer, i consider, to go to the soho-gym. If i make it to become member. To be honest, i very much could imagine, to end up here. Sitting in deap wheelchairs, reading, writing, thinking. Beiing out of time, in the middle of all those latest fashion people.

People laughing, people enjoying life at soho. How beautiful is that, and so much not berlin.. Maybee berlins future?! And it just started now, torstrassse 1, highly abouve everything else!

(who is that black guy at the pool? Just muscles, red swimmingshorts, bold head?! Wearing a white head with ic! Berlin sunglasses, when arriving?! As an american i'd say, he is more than beautiful...)

Das leben ist schoen - jetzt auch in berlin!
Endlich...

P.s.: christopf schlingensief is dead.

Alles nur ein sxherz - und so richtig habe ich ihn nicht gekannt...
Aber er ist tot und es war eine hoffnung aufgekeimt. Fuer mich, fuer ihn... In dn letzten monaten. Ueber afrika in die gesundheit. Alle gekrebsten mediziner ausgetrickst ueber einen umweg, direkt ins ziel.
Ich habe ihn nicht gekannt, seine theaterstuecke nicht im mund gehabt, gelutscht. Gegessen, verdaut, erlitten. Indes Das letzte buch gelesen. Die wut, der tot, das leben..

Immer spielt ihr und scherzt, ihr freunde, aber ihr muesst, denn das muessen verzeifelte nur...


Und der gegenteilort zur volksbuehne, direkt neben der volksbuehne, heisst, juengst eroeffnet, soho-club. Die anderen autos, mit viel geschwindigkeit und glanzgelackt, kuenden davon. Der anderen zeit, in der schlingensief tot ist.

Das gegentheater zur volksbuehne heisst soho und ist hier reingeklebt worden, direkt in die alte parteizentrale, torszrasse 1. Und nicht nur frau harfouch wuerde ihre freude nicht darin finden - Oder doch, unter dem wasser, im pool, nichts sehend, nichts hoerend, nichts wissend - in unschuld.

die schoenheit, der neuen genossen - die heissen jetzt "members": members only, of course! Reinkommen oder nichtreinkommen, das ist hier die frage.

Sakrilegisch sitze ich hier, zwischen pool und bar und die volksbuehne ist hinter den gemuskelten koerpern der glaenzenden versteckt.

Traegt sie trauer, die volksbuehne?

Immer spielt ihr und scherzt, im schnellen rennauto und einen drink und nebenbei ein paar wichtige notationen in den mobilen touchscreem computer gehackt. Inmitten der toten, die toten seelen - war das ibsen?

Ich kaufe mir einen...
Ein erfrischungsgetraenk bitte mit alkohol, aber light.
Eine zigarette geraucht.
Zwei gramm drogen genommen.

Wie gross muss die wut werden, um bomben zu legen? Oder freidenstauben und ein zartes streicheln aus der trockenen kehle geschrien. Wenn wortversuche den bach runter gehen und es sich verformuliert. Das geschriebene wort zaehlt, alles gesagte, was nur einer idee entsprungen, und sekt-, ich korregiere, champagnerlaune.. Vergessen sie es!

Zwei flaschen...!

Englisch bitte, das ist berlin! Reichshauptstadt und spassprogramm. Im bundesreichstag.

Drumrum, um den club sitzen die verfunkionierten ddr-rentner und schauen durch ihre grenzfeldstecher auf die leuchtenden laiber der invasisten. Ich kann sie sehen und hoeren - wenn sie sich trauen, hinter ihren gardienen...

Das gegenteil von SED ist soho-club. Und die direkte linie fuehrt dich direkt hierher, auf die dachterasse der sonnenverwoehnten.

...und fragen sie mich, wo ich sitze, und ich muss ihnen antworten, im herzen dieser.

Christoph schlingensief ist tot.
Christoph schlingensief ist tot.
Christoph schlingensief ist tot.

Einmal blowjob bitte, jetzt im pool.
Kinder baden nur bis sechzehnuhr!

Gestorben am samstag, 21. August 2010 in berlin.

(nie sollte man sagen "...und danach bekomme ich krebs...")

((und weil ich das alles mit eben einem solche. Touchscreencomputer schreibe, kann ich den text nicht noch einmal korrekturlesen, weil ich keine ahnung habe, wie ich wieder zum anfang des geschriebenen gelange. Es ist einfach verschwunden und taucht wohl wieder auf, wenn ich es fuer immer gesichert habe... So verzeihen sie mir alles ungereimte und gefalschte wort. Vom inhalt ganz abzusehen.. Ich, ralph anderl.))
(((ups, ich habe den trick gefunden. Zwei finger koennen hoch- und runterschieben... Und ich vermute, dass ich auf diese weise niemlas member werde - hoechstens only. - und zu guterletzt: ich hasse underdogs! ---- eine zigarette bitte!)

yes it is a serious excuse: i became 40 last week. or 2 weeks ago... now i'm serious and no longer rediculos trainers and chewingum or whatever. the sun stop shining this moment in the sky of berlin and my new shoes are very tiny and high heeled... with 40 you wear things like that... i even wear a tie and shirt and suite and socks and underwear. by the way, how are you doing philipp!? sorry to surprise you last weekend, but maybee you can send me your company soon? i'd love to see, what you buildet up the last five (?) years... give me a call or send a mail. of course you are more than welcome to visit this place as well. bring your wife and kids!!! and harald is also welcomed. i gonna go to cologne tomorrow, visiting the unbelivable artist mr wolf. juergen wolf... he is painting naked human beeings and giraffen and other animals... and of course also all our cologne customers might be visited as well. so if i pass by, and you are in cologne and you tell me the name of the artist, right after "hello!", you win a ic! berlin frame... ja, so far.. it is hot in berlin and my very cosy sofa is taken away, where i usually sit in the company.. terrible, just because of all these berlin japanese comming... very very welcome to all japaese all arround the world. come tonight in our office,... am i right if i await 200 millio people?! give me a call, tha i can buy enough beer. all the best and kisses from the ic! berlin office, ralph. love you - of course

...so long no blogging. but i'm not dead! i'm alive. ja football is going on and one very great thing, nobody knows is, that all- yes ALL - players of the footballworldcup wearing ic! berlin glasses in the cabin under the shower.. so u fortunatly, nobody can see, but, isn't it great? ic! berlin also payed more than a lot, that germany gonna become winner of the hole.. the uk game for example... the goale... hope it is fun anyway... now i'm in a meeting and have to look like following... hmmm, all the very best and love and peace and sun, r

sometimes, it is better, not to write... nor, not not to write. i'm somewhere far from berlin. more than ten hours flighttime. summer is comming. winter is comming. we have so many great choices here on earth: day, night, summer, winter... just depends, where we are or go or stay.
grandpa raph talking....
as you can imagine: flying first class, is bette than business. flying business is better than economy.... but... but!!! no first, without economy... all directions... the one not without the other and just a few very lucky ones, who experience it all. i were lucky to experience, because of a broken wheel in berlin and some other very lucky circumstances. can you imagine, what it means, to fly first with air france? for shure you can, but if it happens, it is something very very special... a space without any touch with reality. everything is smooth and relaxed. it is impossible to complain... you be helped in every situation. no waiting... the policeofficer to check the passport visiting you at your comfatlable sofa in the special premier-class lounge. the wine, the champaine, even the water(s) are extraordinary. the only thing, you could maybee complain about is, that the toilett paper is not delivered by hermes, and yes, you do not get a full set of louis v. travellerbags.. that might be a little sad, and maybee you could complain about, but at the end of the flight, the seats are more beds than narrow chickencases... in my case there were nobody else in premiere classe... because of that, i had one huge seat to sit and eat and read - another to sleep and rest.

and indeet, in germany you better not confess, that you ever fly firstclass. better not.... in my case it is different, because my name is ralph anderl and everybody knows, that airfrance is my friend and we, ic! berlin supports this airline....

to be honest, i love you, japan.... i love you brazil and of course, i love you germany! i even love america and even sapin, italy and russia. again, the earth and the hole thing is created very well.i would follow voltaire and say, yes, we are living in the best world possible. whoever not agrees, please give me a call.

am i ralph anderl?
did i really choose my parents and not the othere way arround?
does the body mirrows the soul?
how old am i?

now the display tells me: go to gate, so i go.
r

whow, we have a new page. easy, simple, flexible, fast... like our glasses, our hinge, our company! i like it very much and say thank you so much to emmet and satoschi! great job!!!! but of course , that is not the last word spoken in this issue...nof course we are stepping forward and prepare something else else else.. new and hot and.... well, i could not announce already, i even don't know, if my boss will complain about me speaking about all this...

i complain about the cold weather here in berlin... much to cold. and i complain about complaining about the weathe. how stupid is that... but for me it is an issue.. as well as the matter of fact, that i'm getting fatter and fatter... terrible... raph, remember fasting and the hole idea behind! fasting is to learn also eating in a better way?! what did i took out of my fasting experience, if i don't bLance the normal life... stupid me. but i'm with hope, to be honest.

listening to haendel opera, rinaldo, i really recoment..

ja, i love you all and be a little tied now... good night to europe, good evening to usa and almost go

this morning they showed the big wappon-parade of russia on red square. it was yesterday. today it is mothersday and we all kiss our mothers. we also say thank you for the birth, they gave us once.. without birth, we would not have wars or even motheersdays. imagines, babys would be born by wappons. or atomic bombs. stupid thought. than we would have just one day. we would say thank you to atomic bombs... but of course it is opposite. now i do a marketing workshop. also about onono. and next to me, i watch some netheland guests talking about whatever. looking very wealthy. i also wonna be wealthy, to be honest. and it is. ot raining today. and sometimes sun were out. i don't wonna be blond. i wonna drive a fast car - yes not new, but on the other hand, to complicate.

the main question is: how stupit am i?

liebe und friedden und love and peace!
the netherland people leaving and me also the blog.
good night.
all the best for russian armee, and no work for you, always hollyday...

in berlin in bed.. tomorrow it should rain and the wm-2006-football still in the garden.. but it is peaceful here in this area and nobody steals old wm-footballs.

on june 19th we gonna have an open day in ic! berlin! whoever wonna watch our company, is invited to come! bbq on the rooftop and many other hot spots.. so just come!!! saarbruecker strasse 37

ja, gute nacht!
anna breathing loud, which is good!

in the waitinglounge of life.. little tired. do i mention tht to often? the tired-thing? i am waiting for the flight. and the sun is shining and the week, that's starts tomorrow, is a golden one.. but i have to call somebody now.. a friend.. no more writing.. but still time.. slept on an airmatratze without air, because could not close it. but it blow up itself electric. slept well anyway, but not so long. i love staying in the office. far away from home. tht is better than hotel. another home even office. berlin destroyed him- or itself again this weekend. received no news about it here. to far away and to strange this first-of-may-war.. nobody would undertand or do the same. in the bus you can recognize he seats, where foreigners were seated, because of the trash. local people from here, even young, wouldn't do that.
i seated 25 something. ealeseat. took many nuts. wonna do a juice, fruits, nuts diat. just so.. just sonis imposqsible, to be honest. to be honest, as if not, when not mention it. now i have to call.. tht friend. from anothere town. it's sunday.. something arround eleven. or before. to early to call? in this clean, well organized country? i don't know, but i'll see.
all hhe best an never forget the well-beiing-fucked-thing from that movie, which is called "life"... and please give me a businessclass seat in line 12 or best seat 1L...

now i'm back since.... friday..? i guess... today is monday and i am writing that text on this new toy from amerika.. can you imagine? this new type is better for big fingers like mines.. and it even was fallen down to the wood floor and it still works,, even the kids like it, because of the movies they could watch.. so it is a nice toy and it gives us more lifequality, because we could be more and better online, whenever we want, which keeps us away from bitte reality.
yesterday i were at a school-meeting for the parents of kids.. i learned, that even school for parents is like the school i remember from my childhood: it is still beautiful and full of violence... the few people talking against the many people sitting on the small small chairs... yes i still hates school... in my eyes realitvly or maybee even totally useless and a tool to create stupid people, that fits into our factorys as workers. school is not about creativity, that is for shure - and to be honest, i hope, that also this system collaps... can is write that? how many teachees do read that and gonna complain, maybee even through our glasses into the cloesest aquarium? is it illegal to say that? how beautiful is school and how important, to teach our kids how to read or to calculate or how to do sports or religion or beeing against sexuak violence? i love school, these amazing buildings i.pn the drkness of e night..

again: my theory is: give all kids an iphone or pad or whatever comutelikething, and they learn more like in... of course, they also have to be with many other children... like in a village... and here we see, hiw irreal these ideas are and biw much we need our good old geman school systems.,,, even because parents need to work during the day and need a place to storrage kids withhin the day...

oh my good! again: i love school! no hate...

and by the way, i'm baco in berlin... now more ashes in the air, no more danger.. and becausew of the beauty of japan and especilly tokyo, i' ll fly again this friday until sunday... and i ordered a new reisepass plus passport. i was surprised because so easy to do! and: fast!

but now i'm tp tired to continue. it is 22.11 h and i deceide to fall asleep now.

yes, i love berlin and my school, that i left since many many years.... how sad for me. the school? my mother?

what's happening on sundays in japan? well easy to answer... shopping of course.. even ten year old girls knows.. the vulcano in island still working properly, means very activ... the air doesn't move right direction and insurances garantee, that flights doesn't go out a month to early.. because of all that, i prepare myself, not to return to easy and early to berlin... not through airport tegel or schoenefeld... maybee somewhen through hauptbahnhof, means by train... or even on the avus-highway... like madame merkel did, comming from the states..
anyways.. still my moneycards working, hotelspace is available and the office is an option, which is not to bad at all.. and of course enough work to do in beautiful amazing JAPAN!!!

...yes i love!!!
JAPAN!!!

...do you say it like that? out of track? the flight should have left tokyo noon today to paris... at 11.50h.. but... but i received that message from airfrance (by the way: "ic! berlin supports airfrance"), that my flight would be canceled.. from now on there is no more connection somehow.. well not that dramatic, but somehow a timeframe opened, which markes a different space.. normalty is lost. europe out of order.. nobodz knows, when flighttraffic will run again.. and i'm sitting in tokyo.. far far away.. how many days by boot? what would be options? what is useful? how to read the situation? staying here, working here... what is lost in europe? which appointments/meetings gonne be without me.. does that matters? how can i connected with europe/berlin anyway..

a beautiful afternoon in tokyo. watching the city from 45th floor of pary hyatt hotel.. the view is more than...

out of track in the djungel of tokyo..
visiting more customers here..
having fotoshooting tomorrow..

yes, many things to do and: why not? i have nothing to lose...

don't we?!

but: where is the next starbucks?! ;-)))
p.s.> of course: ic! berlin supports STARBUCKS!!!

regards to francis klein from paris into his odyssee to paris: through osaka, and rome... if... because i read, that rome also close the airport and last flight left rome, was a vatican-bird witht the pope to malta... so...
also regards to the very nice guy from berlin beeing lost in moscow now.. hope he is getting out by.. whatever..
and all the other lost strangers and travellers all arround the world.. at the end it is positive... let's enjow the gap!!

at the end: could you imagine, if now also the www would break down? including cellphones? wouldn't that be heaven? heaven or hell... like LOVE or HATE...

well, dust in the air from a vulcano in island might or make m stay in Tokyo... hmm what gonna happens? is it that case I always immagined? internationla airtraffic collapsing when me Bering somewhere far from Berlin... taking the car from Tokyo? the train? the ship? how long woul that tar and how much chang the reception of distances? impossible in that case doing a 24 in an ou trip to the other end of the world..

how long is it gonna take? on the other hand, relaaaaxing. what is the good in the "bad"? is it bad? slowing down? getting the head washed by a vulcano...

and: ye I had an accident here in tokyo by beeing confused by right and left traffic.. and also the different use of trafficlights... red means go and green... hmmm ok, that might be the same, but nobody told me...before ;-) at least nothing happens.. nobody gotten heArd or... just bike and motorbike have little problems, which could e repaired... so I take care and not falling from heaven because of vulcano in island...

when and ho going back to Berlin??? that is the question and how that matters?! yes, there are many things to do here as well !!!

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hello japan! helo tokyo! hello loved people! hello hated people! hello berlin! hello mama! hello papa! hello mr. president! hello young people! hello tall people! hello bikers! hallo tante sybille! hallo angela! hallo frau bundeskanzlerin! hallo hundee guten tag dogs! hallo oldenburg! hallo philipp! hallo tante greta! hallo maria! hallo helden! hallo ic! berlin blechbrillen!

no, it is not raining today, even my cellphone told me different yesterday. i am still ralph anderl and still in tokyo! my glasses still doesn't have screws and i'm still looking for a fixed gear bike in tokyo, to visit the customers. so if YOU are in tokyo, having a beautiful 55-60 cm fixed or not fixed gear bike, let me know!!! ralph@ic-berlin.de...

ja... ja-ja-ja! that was a song from a famous music group from my hometown: trio!

follow my blog and learn more about the world and to be honest, the world is real and movies also and the question, who fuck ic! berlin still is serious... well-fucked - bad-fucked - not-fucked... ?! why fucked? what the fuck was the name of the mentioned movie?!

which brand is sexy? italian brands are sexy in many cases... japanese brands not nescessaryly are... germans are mostly not.. visvim for example is very perfect but not... many brands for kids and kindertagesstaetten are not that... but on the otherhand... ic! berlin of course is not sexy, because of me, because i am also not.., because it is obvious, that i am hearless and - no longer a secret since january 23nd - shaved... ups... is it sexy to be naked on a runway? or opposite? is it sexy to show "everything" or not, or just show a little... who the fuck brought in this subject? (by the way: hello america, hello mr tiger woods! - we love you as well and supports you even if nike quits the sponsorship! so mr tiger, give me a call and come to berlin... the city for golfers like you... feel free to use the hole city as a hole... golfing on kurfuerstendamm, golfing on friedrichstrasse, golfing in ic! berin office... we love to do that... berlin is a much better golf court than america, i guess and my personal handycapt is at 39 already! also hello to the golfers of the hole hole in one! hello caleb, hello george! hello steffi! hello patricia! hello olivia! hello tim! hello marc! hello matthew! hello julie!! hello eric! hello baraccy! hello hummer! hello mc donald! hello STATRBUCKS! (by the way, is starbucks well -fucked?)

what if?
what if it would be common to have IT out all the time.. have the jeans open and HIM watching the street...

would a woman write/think the same? is this novel from a germany woman about dirty body-things (sex included) translated into american english? do anybody knows her name?

isn't it more important to get rid of all these body/things?
fasting is the new trend!

copper is comming back! (ups, still a sercret)

did i mention: i love japan - like your shoes and underware..
fashion is surface.
fashion is love.

my name is ralph. i'm not sexy, not well...., not from germay, not naked, not for sale, not free, not with hair, no vegetarian, no japanese, no cardriver.

do you know ic! berlin?

guten morgen! (deutsch ist hier sehr angesagt, fuer t-shirts etwa!)

if in the morning the wife (?) cleans the wet car with a towel to make it shiny and beautiful for "him"... where are we than? in berlin? in new york city? another help: yesterday it was raining like crasy and cold like in winter - today it is sunny and warm like summer... where am i? and: doors of cabs open automaticly, chaitea latte cost 520,- and cars drive on the left side of the road../! ...so? easy? to easy? difficult?

i am little tired.. awake this morning and could not believe, that the new day starts already, with sunshine.. it was very late yesterday.. we had dinner in a restaurant named "kirschbluete, kirschbluete" the name is, because wife of the owner wrote a poem about... we had many small dishes, tea and an alcoholic drink contains peaches, i guess. smelled very nice!

will the tea help me to run the day? not falling asleep? and i have to buy a bike here! on friday i will visit all customers by bike and forgot mines in berlin.. yes i were lasy but a bike i needed here anyway...

yes i love this city, which suppose to be or become the biggest in the world soon, a german magazine announce... arround 36 million people..

we will have a party in the kirschbluete-kirschbluete on saturday! celebrating the start of the new company!!! it is called ic! berlin japan... hmmm, now it became superdifficult to know the city!!! by the way and maybe again: i love japan - which is not a stupid american-style saying, like "i love your underware!"... in my case it is really serious, which is underlined by the fact, that i have been in japan 25 times since 2003... and i found out yesterday, that there is almost no more space in my traveldocument, to put more stamps in... what does it mean? and for shure i gonna be here for another three or four times.. shooting the new catalogue here and doing many other nice and maybee even crasy things... because again, i love love japan... i almost can speak the language ;-)) and almost understand the weather...

and for all love orientated readers: yes, japan also is about love and sexy people. and i ask, how sexy are you? --- to be honest, i saw a movie recently, a gangster one, in which the two main actors alwazs disscussed, if people arround them would be "well fucked"... hmm i thought, what do they mean, what are they talking about...? well fucked...? what does it mean and how important is that and how much can we see in the faces of the people arround us? is it important or not? is ic! berlin well fucked? who fuck ic! berlin?

love ic! berlin
hate ic! berlin

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yes, i ask myself how much it does matters? are my parents for example? are you? are the states, i mean the "united states", are they "well fucked"... how important is that and if yes, does it create war, if not? or peace, if? or both? or just in israel and irak? who is responsible for the plane with the poland goverment falling from heaven? the fog? a not well fucked pilot? the kgb? me?

what does the jetlag do with my brain, this blog, the well-fucked-question?
and the question is, how sexy are you? how sexy makes our frames?

do zou already have the new ipad?
hmmm. and at the end - and egain, and because i am in tokyo: yes, i love you, because that's what it is about...

the ralph...

berlin in spring.. like a candy after fasting. that is for hure. the bikes come out of the kellar, people getting naked on the streets immediately. i had the half of a white nutsy ritter-sport choclate and some kind of yoghurt with leinsamen, honey and juice..
japanese are unbelievable.. americans incredible.. germans eat potatos and sauerkraut, even if having pasta with pesto..
or?
"be water my friend" (bruce lee)
i bought this, i bought that...

and of course i'm very afraid of american housewifes... they have atomic weapons and play golf with their husbands or make wood out of them, or put the tiger in the tank at the end of the day. most cows in the wide nowhere in the middle of the country are male ones and the buffalohunter are female, or do not have this positive bodything witch... but as he told me, don"t make it to much an issue...

sprintime is back in town and ic! berlin is sexier than the winter in a grey kindertagestaette in berlin marzahn.

take care, because it's real / but no longer in the states,
ralph...

(what the fuck am i writing?)

und zum nachtisch, schreibe ich noch ein wenig in deutsch... da versthehe ich wenigstens, was ich schreibe und denke mir, krass, wenn mein chef immer so einen block schreiben wuerde, oder mein vater, oder mein bozfriend oder mein was auch immer, waere mir das nicht peinlich? wuerde ich das nicht immer lesen, um eben gut informiert zu sein ueber all die intimitaeten und innerenabgruende meines,,, z.b. chefs? und in der tat einige clevere menschen in manchen teilen der erde tuen dies in der tat und sind damit ein kleines bischen besser auf die wahnsinnigkeiten und kapriolen dieses menschen, der...., vorbereitet, als andere.
die nacht kommt, der tag geht, ich putze meine zaehne und esse unnoetige rittersport schokolade.

wer schon nackt ist, zieht sich nicht mehr aus, die anderen muessen es halt in ihren klamotten versuchen. ich gehe hingegen morgen frueh zum sport.. shit, it's german and i could not understand, he think...

natuerlich habe ich die unterhose ausgezogen und zusammengefaltet wieder in den schrank gelegt zu der uebrigen dreckwaesche.. - was aber soll mein bankberater und therapeuth ueber all dies denken? oder meine mutter, die ich eigentlich immer gerne 'mama' genannt haette, aber sie liesst ja keine blogs..

gruesse in die heimat und ins elternhaus,

now i am in the apfel-laden im fleischverpackungsgebiet. it is still new york and i'm using one of these huge computers. to be honest, i have consumed much to many sugarteas and nuts and other liquids and mouththings. anyway - excuse to my body and more my... my europeantime-watch confuses me. easz to change it. so?

how exiting, again i meat people reading this blog. but it is so personal and everybody can read. how wired. do you say it like that.
and on youtube or facebook..

hotel is next to apfel and later i have meetings... so let's rest for three to two minutes and be fresh. fresh for fun....

good night or see you later,
the r

i'm there... but in berlin is almost night now. now more sun in berlin. but in nyc. in brasil and australien autum starts. here we have almost spring. and here is a glassesthing going on... can you guess? something like a think for business. but in berlin it is nighttime. here it is afternoon, three o'clock. shall i go to bed? sunshine is outside... also here, because this exhibition center is totallz made out of glass. my think-thing feels like bayarian cheese.. this smelly one.. it doesn't work so good, maybee it doesn't work at all. because can zou imagine, in berlin the night starts right now, but i have to sell glasses in in sydney the winter-cold-periode starts? seasons-of-the-year-wise... are all seasons available worldwide or just two? one in the north hemisphare, one south? or like the time? which is available in millions of different timings?
and than this keybord again from the states... why do they mix up the z with the y?
and what about the uk and hong kong? driving left or right side now?
it is late summer in south africa! spring in moscow and i'm tired in "neu york"
...und dann sind auch noch die tasten vertauscht hier in diesem dritte welt land amerika... ooooooh, das habe ich nicht gesagt... das war ja africa...
usa is a very much high end country.
i love one-dollar-bills: so cheap to get + high quality for just a dollar, somehow.
nuts contains less sugar than stainless-steal.
my feat in mz snikers stinks.
i have a very colorful halstuch von einer firma aus frankreich in paris.
was passiert?
was ist los?
deutschstunde fuer foreigners.
lets get a seat in the sun outside.
sun is gone in berlin.
where is it.
gute nacht.
ich habe die winterreise aufgenommen und kann sogar schumann singen: "dichterlove"
wer liebt hier wen? wer zahlt in welcher waehrug heim?
was fuer ein schwachsinn?
jetzt aber schluss, ende aus...

nicht noch einmal lesen!
und "save" druecken

each morning i think, it smells like spring outside... i guess, that's the warmer season nocking on winters door. than im optimistic, take a light grey suite out of my suites tray, a white shirt, a tie and go out to welcome the sun, the birds, the green sleves, the sping-love, all the beautiful things of starting life again.
the problem the last few days was, that each day ends up in winter-catastrophys... snowstorms, rainorgien and other terrible things. getting wet, cold, dirty... the winter doesn't wonna leave berlin, it is terrible and i start hating it..

but, but but, that is not the reason, why im seriously thinking about doing a drivers licencse.. this year im getting 40 years old, which also isnt a reason, but... but i thought i might be a good thing to get an adult, leaving childhood.
lets see, iff car brings more freedom than a bike - to be honest, i doubt it, but in some cases it could... lets see - and most important, which car is gonna be the car i will try out first. old men drives fast cars, in many cases porsche... but i dont like. if sportscar, i allways would choose a italian or if it had to be porsche, a ver sporty one, which would have to be super not comftable - and that i would not like as well. so at the end i guess im a limosine driver... or very small, or a lada or this cheap one from renault from rumnia... forgot the name..

in wintertimes, it might be a plus, not riding through snowstorm and rainshowers. on the other hand even that is good for health..

if stop fasting, it might also create bad smell from the opposite side of the mouth... the most important thing is to start eating again very very slow... maybee with nuts i guess, apples and leinsamen for shure..

next weekend im gonna be in the states, the country of fasting... fasting food... nyc at the beautiful optical fair in javits-center. ill fly out on march 18th through paris... morning flight, so maybee we share flight? back on monday... so, now you know almost all - well yes my hotel... i forgot the name, but it is close to standart hotel in meatpacking d. my roomnumber i also dont know already... but i will and than i can tell you, if you want - otherwise of course not.

so, so so i say good night and see you in a bit!

it's sunday and i'm not in the doumo.. but in the "messe" which is the same word for..hmm, don't know the word, but hte sunday churchthing..
it is mido, the international glasses tradeshow in milano.. and it is very very cold. my nose is cold, my fingers are and at least, my hole body.
my head is a little empty.. i'm not on the booth. i went into a very very comftable section, called vip-club. i don't know exactly who and how to get in, but inside everything is for free. i just walked in, and was in. great world.. is it paradiese? even internet is for free and they serve different dishes whithin the day. ihave to mention the amazing hot water, which is a secret toll, which can be use like coffee and it is even stronger.
the writing is a bit difficult because of american keybord.. thez mix up the y with the z - you see?

the cars are big here.
the people dress well.
the food is extraordinaire.

the first day we went dining. i ordered the dishes and the others eat. very funny , the servicepeople confused..

now i have a very very serious meeting here with the praesident.
so...
r

back in berlin!!! yes!! and today we are recording the "winterreise" from schubert!!! 24 songs about love (of course) and traveling (aaaah!). we gonna do it in the company in the singing-meeting room, which hopefully is silent enough - it's a big difference between "quite" and silence... so i'm speaking just very less, drinking camoille tea, cover my head and try to behave like pavarotti... this moment everything is buildet up, to get it done...

sunday in berlin is not wednesday in moscow...

moscow has more snow, bigger houses, more people - and much much better = saver cars!!! as we all know: here in germany for example, people in cars have to wear saftybelts. i once read, that because of that the number of killed people by exidents went down significantly.. russia is different. there the cars and, i guess the traffic as well, is so safe and advanced, that people don't wear. if you enter into a car and try to get the belt in an automatic handmove, you recognize, that the belt is somewhere behind the seat, putten into the log, not to have this terrible noise... i ask the dirver why, and he told me, that saftybelts wouldnt be nescessary in russia. he would drive a lot and never problems.. i had the same in different cars! so isn't it crasy? we think, that we would be so superadvanced and save, but in fact russia is much more!

at night i start the tv set in my moscow hotelroom. chanel 1: a war action movie fro 2008. chanel 2: a war action movie from the eighties. chanel 3: a war action movie from the sixties... it was war everywhere and i thought, whow, these people here are really well prepared... later i heard, that this day was the day of the armee... and of course it is the same in germany that day.. if we would...

so... what else... russia is not germany and berlin not moscow, even if moviemaker use berlin in same cases to make it look like moscow...

to be honest... somhow i like it all... at night, after tv i always had a hot bath (the best to fall asleep) and listen to "the grossinquisitor" out of the "brother kasamarow" from dostowjesky. until now i listen this text 3 times and it is one of the most... whatever... i love it: "and the kiss was burning on his heard, but he stayed on his old standpoint" - that how it ends...

have you ever been in moscow?

and not to forget the poor toyota people including the family of toyoda!!! regards to the chairman - an old boddy of me from collage! good luck that glasses doesn't drive...

that's it... it is three o'clock... recording suppose to start!

and yes: i'm still fasting - but i don't talk about, ups...
and: no, i don't read it again... i goes online immediatly, plup, button pressed!

yes the sun is shining, almost spring feeling, people wihout socks and kind of naked - opposite me, who still wearing his snowmantra jacket, freezing still, but...
the camoille tea is great and the water with 100 profits back to te nature-system is tasty as well...
the coffeestore...
the surrounding...
the people...

some looke so much more beautiful when comming in, than when leaving.
to stay here for ever...

the way people spend there sundays here...
after exercicing...

beautiful day in beautiful city, because of not beautiful, but beautiful because of that...

where is the apple store?
why does ch no having leather pants in my size?

high end clothes store sells last seasons stuff in a keller...

yes of course, i love you!
yes of course i hate you!

let's fly to moskau!

oder wenn ich auf deutsch schreiben duerfte... dann wuerden mir die worte nur so aus dem munde perlen und satzketten in lyrisch-epischer blablabla.. nee, so geht das nicht und das geheimnis ist doch, dass ic! berlin eigentlich am ende eigentlich keinem gehoert, ausser den beduerftigen, die es brauchten..
koennen firmen menschen reich machen? was soll das und ist das noch zeitgemaess? konzerne sind tot. boersen sind tot, waehrungen sind tot, staaten sind tot... ja was soll dann der gewinn einer kleinen blechbrillenfirma ausmachen, der ja eh da drin bleibt und der zukunft der blechbrillenfirma zugute kommt.
haben sie sich schon einmal darueber gedanken gamcht, ihre firma einer stiftung zu schenken? was soll dieser ganze reichtumsverbloedungsquatsch? wo doch der reichtum auf einer ganz anderen strasse oder seitenwegen begraben liegt - also nicht begraben, sondern offen auf jedem einzelnem pflasterstein..
ja, deutsch muesste man versdtehen um dies lesen zu koennen...

yes, what the fuck is he writing there, and why the fuck can't i understand?
p.s.: what about the america? where is the future? in the west? the east? the south? or... esotheric: deap insite you???

uuuuh, it shouldn"t be alloud to feed blogs after midnight...
shut up mister ralph. oder anders< ralph, halt"s maul!

yes i'm still there, in berlin on earth in this universum, let's say... and i... and i... hmm looking to find the right words... berlin is so frozen.. like a big gletscher.. the ice is conected with the stones of the streets.. i ride my bike anyways, because still the fastest tool to move, maybee even savest..but who wonna know... well... it is already late night and i'm almost sleeping. tomorrow morning at 8.30h i'm gonna sing again the winterreise.. i'm almost able to sing all 24 songs.. so next step is to record it and organize a concert in the philharmonie..

and on wednesday the eastern fasting starts - and one important thing about fasting is, not to make it an issue... not to talk about, or WRITE about all the time... so... shut up, ralph!!!!

and: sex in berlin, that"s the original! alles andere ist just kindergarten, haha!

sorry to focus so much on he fasting, but now i'm still eating... strange... next wednesday 'it' starts again... aschermittwoch... and somehow i'm looking forward... no more chaitealate, called sugartea, no more loved salat at due forni, no morenomore... strange but i love. yes i love you!

uuuuh, so terrible, that i did not visit myself in the blog since so long.... now i'm sitting in philly in the office.. and now it is not fasting periode... because yes i found out, that the eastern-fasting is almost tomorrow, starts from middle of february ot early april... so i fead myself for that and after that there is gonna be a big fasting gap until summer, which is of course also kind of great...
as you can see, my brain is jetlaged somehow... all, comes out now is a little twisted... and i would so much continue in german, but.... i'm not allowed to do that by contract.

- but the weather is good in here..
- but i guess, the states are no longer leader of the world, just apple is about future..
- but who cares.. (me!)

hmmm, here in philly we have salesmeeting with all the wonderful reps... i brought the new frames and they gonna give coments on them (for all the competiters reading that: yes, it is a clever idea to do so, so maybee you should copy that as well?!)

after dinner i'm sitting in the sofa and almost falling asleep. maybee i should go out for a walk... in this moment i have an idea, why i have to stop...

and of course i did not read all i wrote again..

all the best,
r

ooooh, the year almost gone and since november no new bloggy stuff onlne.. how bad is that... even more, because inbetween i were fasting and for shure many readers already thinking, i might dy because of that... but... but!!!1 Im still alive and enjoyed fasting a lot... so again, it was from 11.november to 15th of december... just veggy-juce, water, tea and a special kind of mily dring, calles "molke"... well and finally also fruit-juices, which is basiclly not allowed. ow i finished and made those chrismas-eating-a-lot-experiences. it really were very nice and the restart of eating is like a not ending mouth-orgazm.. can i say that? everything smells so intense and jummy! but that orgasm just takes about one day. after that eating is an normal, but anyway very very beautiful experience and i recogment everybody, to try that as well... chrismas without fasting is like winter without snow or beach-holyday, without the ocean.. and who is fasting these days? we live in a somehow "christian" culture in the west, but have forgotten everything. at the end i guess, the fasting ist not even a religious thing. more precise: does not have to be religious, because it is "just" about recognation. if you have everything all the time, you no longer regognize or appreciate. everything is about having/doing something - and not having/doing something. everything, which is ever arround you, loses value somehow... uuuuh so philosophical?! or philosophic direction? not shure.. anyway ramadan is much more in islamic sociatys. much more people practice - am i right? question: who knew befor reading this, that there is a fasting periode before chrismas and when it starts? i learned last year...

anyway, chrismas is done, berlin has become white over night and i feel very very good, because i working very strong and serious in the "winterreise"... each day 2 hours singing with a genious japanese pianoplayer!!! there is not so many things beeing more nice than singing.. and soon i suppose to have a concert in the kammermusiksaal of the philharmonie in berlin.. yes, that is the target and, if you don't have dreams, how can thex become real?!!!

i do not read the written thing again, so it might be full with mistakes and things, i'd better not wrote.. ;-))

ALL THE BEST FOR 2010... it gonna be a superb year - and not forget, eastern fasting starts middle of february ;-))))

ralph

In some cases, f.e. when you make special kind of bigger deals with a bank, you need to check your full bodyfunctions. They wonna see, if you have enought blood, a heard, which is good and big and tough. the liquid, comes out, have to have the right color and ingredians...

For that reason i'm sitting in a waiting room of a doctors-praxis in the middle of berlin right inbetween seven old and ill men and one woman. It is high season of pigs-influenca and other less well know influencas.. I very much hope, that my fasting is making me imun against all these simple illnesses.

Because of not eating (= giving the body and soul some positive motivation) i did it by buying my feed some new shows. I have to mention that i am so much fallen in love with that brand. I thing in i called red wings and from the states. These shoes are of course NO FASHION, even if they became fashion. Basiclly they are craftmens shoes with a super long history. The ones i bought, were born in the 30ies, i guess. And their secret is, that you have to wear them minimum 10 years, to make them look really cool. Before that time, they look nice, but just like a young mens face. After time, they become character and a face. What very nice longliving concept in time of fastfood, fastdrinks, fastdoctors.. Ups, wrong, visiting a doctor always takes half a day or longer. What's wrong with that system???

ups, i have to confess, right after i wrote that, i made it into the doctors room! a very very nice guy!! cool interview we did - he helped me a lot in answering all questions in the right way... and finally they took half of my blood, but it did not hurt and i almost not fallen into a sudden coma... so everything nice and beautiful..

next monday they check my heard when i'm doing sports.. that's gonna be fun as well..

fasting is not eating...hm easy to say.. since last tuesday i do, like you can read at the buttom. the first 6 day i made it just with water, tea, veggi-juice and "molke", a special milk-drink.. and i have to confess: it is possible.. but also kind of hard, when somebody prepare some gogonzola-souce with a smell, that is extraordinary yumi.. the nose become so sensible that..

yes it is raining here, like almost all the time i'm here. okay, last time it was ashia, but does it makes a difference? kobe, ashia, osaka... all one region. and osaka somehow remindes me on philadelphia. the center is empty. next to the main-station: nothing. in a way like in philly.

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and if your ticket doesn't have the right power, you could not upgrade it, even if you have millions of miles, which i haven't. so my very much welcomed seat is gonna be 40c, which is not gonna be comfortable at all, that's for shure. the good thing is, that airfrance having a german-movie-special this month. with great german movies like that "kirschlten"-one directed by ... i knew, that..no, her name is doris drrie. very very good movie about old coples, parents-kids-relation and death.. and japan.. i watched on my flight to osaka yesterday.. today i'm gonna watch another german one.. this time i really forgot the name of the filmmaker..

and: today is the first day of fasting. not eating until almost chrismas.. that should be 40 days, but i'm not shure. did not count. today i start with just water. tomorrow i'll empty my stomack, which gonna create a somehow intense restroom-thing. the fasting again will exclude me from most parts of the normal world.. whenever there is an eating event, i'll smile and order water... hmmm strange thoughs.. the big thing of eating that you put something inside you.. something positive, that create positive feelings somehow... and i won't, which also create positive feelings... hmm... first day... but good luck, almost all travels are beeing done this year and no more tradeshows!! my springtimefasting was harder because of milan and new york tradeshows...

and, sorry that i mention: i'm very tired again.. 40c... the ideal sleeping-seat for me today.. finally i don't think, that i'm gonna get an upgrade because of "flight-is-fully-booked"... econemy might be good, because i could not eat the foir gras anyway...

that it for today. in germany all crasy carneval-people starts the season by drinking, eating, having fun and forget the fasting.. the breakdown of culture for shure.. i wonder, if in rio the party starts as well now?

kisses to rio and a few more to sao paulo!

i'm sitting in our japanese office.. window opened. local time eight something.. early morning. i stayed here the hole night... of course working.. like japanese people do.. no, to be honest (americans say that all the time) i slept here. i like sleeping in offices.. because wasted space at night.. why not living in office. here in tokyo that dream becames real, because our office is somehow equiped like an appartment. restroom, shower and floor, you can sleep on.. done. very nice and i prefer that place to hotel..

the ioft glassesshow is almost done.. today last day. puh. my eyes again ar burning.. a little. sunshines.

yesterday we had company-picknick also here in this office.. everything takes place in this office.. cool.

good night to germany, good morning tokyo.
p.s.: of course tokyo is not a motherfucker... it is gay, so better saying: ....

here are the events behind the dates of the "ralph collection"... i hope i'm not gonna forget one:

1970: i came first time... to earth
1981: sister s born in oldenburg by my mother - influenced by my father
1989: finished school in oldenburg, of course the elite one "liebfrauenschule" just for girls except me
1998: founding ic! berlin (i guess)
2000: felix the first son was born - mirja finalized him at 17.17h after 17 hours
2003: anna the first daughter (screwless) came out (relativly easy 3-4 hours)

i hope, that's it - and please don't ask, what the fuck ist the "ralph collection"?
to cut it short: a glasses collection. superbeautiful... my personal LOVED ONES..

so ask your LOVED OPTICIAN... or try to see it on our webpage... i guess, still hidden somewhere..

or call me immediatly... number somewhere...

Brasil... Helicopters falling from heaven, poor people live in self buildet and mafia-organized citys.. The sun stand very high in the sky, the air is humid, the beautiful people on the beach play with balls and in a way just using their feed and body, i wouldn't be able to do at all.

Whenever passing by such a balls-playing group, i hoped, not to be hidden by the ball(s) because than immediatly, everybody would have recognized, that i'm not in the brazilian national footballteam..

&8232;The tradeshow is in a club med.. The best brasilien opticians are beeing invited by the exhibitors. Not just invited... Here it means, they don'd have to pay for. In brasil everything is about corruption. Everybody pays everybody for something, which should be for free. An uncredible system..

&8232;&8232;My chain-identification-thing on my arm is blue. If i'd have a red one, i'd be a guest of club med. But with blue? What am i? Am i allowed to eat? Drink? Use the pool? Animationprogramm? And: no starbucks in this location?&8232;&8232;

The humidity and all the circumstances puts me in a mood or feeling like in a novel.. These tropic novels or even movies.. In which somebody, of course western, looses his path and getting lost in dschungel.. Somehow like that.. I'm tired, thursty..&8232;&8232;

Of course i have money.. Original brasilian money.. Can ibuy me a tea in here? With a blue band on my arm?
in rio &8232;&8232;I bought myself a rosenkranz from very old woman.. A catholic thing... It was on a churchy bazar, to renovate the church... Mayby that item will help?&8232;&8232;Or nor..

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Of course it is raining in the tropic rainforest.. But does it have to rain like supercrasy? There is a big big thonderstorm (gewitter) above the club med. So all the fun-areas couldn't be used by customers. Right now i also can understand, that an airplane is falling down from heaven. The helicopter in rio had problems, because gangsters shooten on him. At least a fire made it fallen down. Rio is really not a fun city in all areas..many regiones are very dangerous, but that is known. As well as the fact, that it might rain in the tropic rainforest in brazil. Brazil, this wonderful country in the middle of the rainforest..

the hole country is in the djungel and stefan zweig already have been here app. 100 years before. brazil the future ist he title of his book. I'm siiting in the bar area of a wonderful nice hot and beautiful club med. these toristic places, which garantees a fully holliday feeling including pool, beach and drinks. Not to forget music, entertainment and sport. Not to forget the thinks good old mister holebque mentionetion but i'm not. Do you know this french author? You don't? maybee better, but the book about wonderful club med culture is great.

By the way.. having coconut-water the pool behind mee, the beach as well.. the sun not (yes NOT) shining. But it is warm anyway...

Brazil ist the future.. club med is future II..

..do you translate "st. oberholz" with "saint overwood"? hmm, maybee not, but anyway,i'm there, which counts. st. oberholz is a very berlinish restaurant, bar, "gasthaus", lifestyl, future-thing.

tonight is superrainy in belin and my ic! berlin jeans are wet like irish fisherman in the scotish sea. but it doesn't matter, because i have gum-boots on and a shiny-uk-airport-services-jacket, and by the way, it is not raining inside this place..

the oberholdz is famous for hosting several microbusinesses, people working there with labtops in their own little companys without adress, except the e-mail-adress. offices are not really needed here in berlin since st. oberholz opend its doors somewhen before.

before there was a burger king or mc. donald and other very unsuccessful businesses. i already believed, that it would be related with the location, because even fast fodd didn't worked. but the people of st. oberholz found the key in the "stroh" oder does it mean the needle in the gras? anyway... the keything is, that all people get free internet inside, which even the starbucks people don't offer - off course.. (starbucks is for tourists and others - st. oberholz is businesscenter without public money!)

because of that, nobody behaves like usual cafe-visitors. just very few customers talk (better they should not!), most people stearing (=watching very intense) into their apple labtops. kind of crasy and so very modern. but anyway it is possible to meet people, for example if you have to ask your neighbour to watch yout toy within you visiting the toilette...

finally i ask again: can you understand my words? do you get "sense" out of it?

i'm drinkin a ginger-tea, a peppermint-tea. both for 4,6 = same like very sweet suggerful chaitea-latte at the other place... hmmm anyway, both options are a part of the djungle and very important for me, myself and i.

read my lips, the president of the united states said the journalists...

yes.

good night berlin, good night frankfurt, good night milano!!
it is 22.10h and starbucks already closed....
kisses,
r

yes, i made it to japan. yes, a taifun ins comming, yes, i will be on my way to paris, when the monster will arrive - i hope.. grey clouds above the city.. a small one between kobe and osaka. but kind of beautiful?! difficult to judge, but green montains very close. should go there next time for some sports. again and again: i love japan!!! much more and different to vegas. japan is quality, is know how in life-questions - great english but understandable? japanese people still know, how to live, even if here changes are going on. "let's go mc donald, it's in the ahsia-station!"...

you can find parking-slots for bikes! old men take the bikes and park them for busy busnissman. isn't that advanced?

i had my high end energy-breakfast. those infusions headlined with "energy" / "multivitamin" / or "vitamin c". it looks like a hospital-product, which should go directly into your blut. very advanced..

it is 8.07 am local time. 1.07 am berlin time. gonna be a long trip, but good old gilrfriend AIRFRANCE gonna bring me home! so be nice with me and give me a first-class upgrade..

special regards to australia!!! i will come back and not at least, i will never forget that great dinner we had in your house!! so beautiful and pleas let's do that again! don't forget, come to berlin into the factory and vistit ic! berlin!!!

i made it back into the venetian. my suitcase was beeing delivert to caroussel 13, i took a bus to the hotel and meat my people and all the people from the industrie again. like comming home.. after that i was running direction big vons shopping center. i felt little uncomftable, because maybe not supersafe area. my golden rolex was blinking in the sun and the gang-rappers with the pulp-guns were smiling at me. it made me running faster and finally nothing happend. at walgreens i bought drinks and nuts and cream for my lips. the air everywhere is so dry.. dessert.. yes.. than and than and than.. how boring is that..? at least i'm so tired as if i didn' slept the last 4 month. good luck, bording for my s.f.-flight at am 05.30h.. gonna be fun and i should go to bed right now at p. 6.00h vegas-time. i sit at the working table and all other put the stuff together. is it nice?

tonight i go sexshow.
and gamble.
and dring 12 wodga-chaitea-latte.

where is the champain?

las vegas - s.f. - osaka kansei airport. all with united.. wrong group = no statuscard = no easy traveling.

good night!
good morning!
good afternoon!

i love vegas!
i love your shoes!
i love your underwear!

yes, i'm still in vegas at baguage-calme 13... the good luck numer. Basiclly i should sit in a flight from san francisco to osaka. But on light in the cockpit of the plane gave some unusual informations flight delayed and i wouldn't have make the connection. So i left plane, got a flight for tomorrow (good luck, very very early) and can stay another day in vegas-paradies-city. But bevor i can re-enter the city, i have to await my case, which is not comming of course.

What to do, with such a not existing day? I should have been in osaka, preparing the event. Right now, i will arrive within the event, that i should have help to prepare. Strange and not funny. Shit, i hate it, also because this waiting-area is of course noise like a room in hell. Commercials running all the time on big screena and if you have to stay for longer, you are forced to recognize, that they play always the same.

Is there hope? Will my suitcase come somewhen? I couldn't even dring more. Good luck, my computer ist still energyzed. But me? Who is gonne cahrging me? What positve thing could i do today? Hanging out at the pool? Going to the hotel united airline offers me, or to palazzo, where the exibition still is? But again, fist of all, i hope not to have another problem, loosing my suitcase.

If traveling it is always about deep breath ind, breath out. Not sweating. Staying cool all the time, whatever happens. Plus: beeing at the right place the right time. For example i really hit the moment to line up at the connection-desk to get new bording-cards.. that was good luck and kind of intuition. Anyway, right now i have to wait..

Third or forth time i have to listen to the loud organ-music from the commercial for phantom of opera

Did i hear an annoncment to get my suitcase? Ralph something... nut secound name did not sounds like anderl. Shall i go? Strange.. okay, let's see..


I hate it but also keep it as a challange.. to stay cool and not to be negative.. poooooositive thinking...

vielleicht geht es auf deutsch besser als in der anderen sprache.
ich habe meine anzughose ausgezogen und die ic! berlin hose angezogen.
eine schwarze herrenjeans mit 3 reisverschlssen. an jedem hosenbein unten auch einen aussen. und natrlich der essentielle in der mitte dazwischen.
die amerikaner suseln verkaufsgesprchisch.
business knnen diese alten jenkies - sagt man das so? was sind jenkies? schreibt man die nicht mit "y" vorne.
aber die kravatte habe ich noch umgebunden.
ein neues halsband habe ich mir bei kromherzen gekauft.
lebkuchenherzen gab es in mnchen auf dem oktoberfest, wo ich vor dieser brillenmesse gewesen war. auf der wies'n. kuscheliges volksfest mir trachtengebrauch. die mnner shen da besser aus, wegen der traditionellen tracht, sagen die frauen. mitunter eine enttuschung, wenn sie am nchsten tag in zivil das eine-nacht-erlebnis-bett verlassen. so hre ich oder lese. weiss nicht mehr genau.
deutsch geht einfacher als englisch. verstehen halt dummerweise weniger leute. deutsch, die minderheitensprache. und doch so dichterisch.
"waren sie heute schon im kindergarten?" - der neue running gag hier in wegas.
ich will kein einzoges wort mehr schreiben - oder: i don't wonna write another worf anymore. somehow like that. but who is gonna read that, if it starts in english.. shit.

it is noisy everywhere.. and everything is at least about money - gambling, drinking (not milk) and sex (not 6). all what fat man like. women as well? hmm? i'm kind of tired. didn't slept the well last night. and right now i'm almost running out of words. sitting in the suite of the palazzo-hotel on a glasses exhibition, which doesn't takes part in huges halls. there as well, but many brands showing their products in "beautiful""high end" hotelsuites. a better way, but... puh.. i'm running out of content, running out of myself. emptyness everwhere.. and: i'm writing right into that page. could you imagine. burning eyes..
tomorrow osaka, through l.a.
choclate with salt.
we put little diet-coke cans all over the floor. pop-art.
dry air.
not to hot.
where is the bath room.
i like your shoes!
have you seen that frame?
let's go shopping!
her's are bigger than her's.
let's make a deal!
i won!
i lost!
i'm lost!
where is my cellphone?
my name is ralph - or not.

as if sitting in a shinkansen train from osaka to tokyo. The 11.00h one.. very superfast.. of course the businessclass coach with the green symbol. The computer on my knees, listening music on i-tunes. High tech as well, very nice head-speaker. As if beeing tired, because of jetlag.. but basiclly sitting in the office in berlin. Bad weather today. Rainy. Grey clouds. But in japa, inbetween osaka and tokyo it would be sunny and the aircondition in the train would work very well. I would have bought some drinks before leaving the shinosaka station. Some tea and these very hospital-looking energy- and vitamin-infusions, that i love so much. If i would be in japan right now, i would leave the train at shinagawa, going shibuya, or omatesando and finally to our office in ayoama. cant listen to opera right now, bellini is to hystrical.. switched to gregorianic. My eyes would be tierd, did i mentioned, or: would i have been mentioned, if i would be in japan. Hmmm, strange situation. Where am i right now? In japan, or in berlin, thinking to be in japan. Or in japan, thinking to be in berlin, thinking to be in japan. Double minus is plus or triple minus is minus? What is what in this train? Do the other people next to me hear my music as well or would they? Will or would i hear the anouncement, that we'd reach the station soon? Whatever, wherever, whenever, i love this gregorian music. It is so pure and relaxing on a high tention level. It is pure spirit in musik and voice. With what spead would a train travel inetween osaka and tokyo. What does that display anounce above the door at the other end of this coach number 8. In between coach 7 and 8 there is a litte smooking area or would be, if i would be in japan. But i'm in berlin in the office. Many other employees next to me. They work, mean, they sell sheetmetal glasses all the time and to all parts of the world. It is almost noon and maybee i should cook something? Getting some stuff at the netto-shop in torstrasse? Or not cooking and having a salat at the socialistic italian restaurant in saarbrcker. The train is passing a tunnel...and again another tunner.. or would... go to the restroom.. one lady from the officedesk asking me, if the flight to tokyo is to be confirmed, of if booking another... hmmm difficult question, if sitting in a train to tokyo. Let's have some tea from the bag i purchase at shinosaka-station. I love japan.whenever a beatiful lady passes by, all travellers eyes following here. Not, if men walking around. The computer still got 77 of it's energy. My engerylevel is at 84 still, because i had a little nap in these supercomfortable first-class-high-speet-train-seats. If i would be in japan right now. But my office-chair is also relativly nice. And i also had a little nap on the office's restroom. Sometimes i do, like long before, when working in hospital in my hometown oldenburg. That was in my youth, beeing not even twenty. Unbelievable young from nowaday perspective as a man in the middle of the forties, almost entering the fiftheeth annual. So i should enjoy midlifecrisis basiclly, if i would.. or even if not sitting in a train to osaka ot tokyo or wherever. The music in my eyes. I took out the headphones. Right now all travelers can, or have to listen to my music. I so much would love to be in the mountains. In suisse or bavaria.. maybee obersalzberg or kleine scheidegg or in the north of italy, bolzano area. But i'm somewhere else and have forgotten, where i am. Maybee just sleeping.. yes, that ist he question, i had a very intense dream last night. It was very personal and intim, so i could not.. it was with friends talking to me about my life and what is going on. We were walking around in a landcape. The secound morningdream between seven and nine i forgot, but also very intense. I found an electricity-spot, to put my electrycity-thing for my computer in. These japanese trains would be supercool, if i would not sitting in the office in berlin. Or sleeping and just dreaming it. Maybee, this is my dream: thinking to think to be here ore there or in a train inbetween... shit, that is shit.. that is just confusing. The computers-energylevel reaches 76 this moment. Hmm, still less, than a few minutes before. When will we reach tokyo? Already two hours in the train... when can i leave, to have lunch in my most loved restaurant, the crasy italian, right at the corner saarbrcker schnhauser.. my salat-suplier?!! More tea please.. i'm not online here. ---------- here the text break up, because i made to many mistakes fort he controllprogramm and it stoped... just the automatic savingmecahnismus could make it, that everything is gone.. anyway.. right now im on my flight back to berlin? Or to tokyo or hme, wherever it is.. anyway. I put it online and finish. Good bye.. it is morningtime or middle of the night...
just for few, don't read if you are not adresses: (love you!)

lets call it superfast-real-blog... im back in amsterdam right now. I took the plane from taipei, through banghok (dont know, how it is written correctly, sorry, im a superdummy in that).

Early morning... sunrise already happend.. very good luck with sleeping in the plane 10 hours! On my left site i can see the plane. The peolpe from berlin, i suppose, leaving the plane.

Back home. Back to berlin.

Where am ? where am i lost? Where ist he next Stopp?

What would have happen, it the international flight-traffic-system would have broken down, me beiing in taipei? How long would it take with whatever in that case..
I hope, that the international-traffic-system is breaking down, me beiing in berlin or europe or another superbeautiful place...

In on of the duty-free-shops at this amsterdam airport, i tryed out a face-future-becomming-superyoung-cream for 188,- for 100 ml.. when i try to enter the klm-lounge, they ask me form my parents... hahaha, very funny... no, serious, i always check out the most expensive face-cream, and put tonnes of it (value maybee 30 ) onto my huge head. I think, that is also one of the secrets of my superyoung looking. In taiwan people always where so nice with me, saying: uuuuh, you look much younger, than on the pictures... you should keep that compliment in mind, because it works... but did i mentioned that storry already? If so, it would be a sign, that im getting old... maybee kind of dorian-gray-thing???

Aaah, and to keep you informed about the once before mentioned experiement (all blog readers, please send me an e-mail!!!), the result is: 3! Yes, three people send an e-mail, so we are three!!! yes, i have 3 human beeings reading my blog. Even better than 2, even if one of them is a very very very good friend from australia (i wonna meet again soooooon!!!!!!) and the others two are supernice employees of ic! Berlin company... so this blog is a very intimite superexclusive thing.. anyway, i continue and hope, that blog-readers are no e-mail writers...

The bording to berlin is not beeing startet.. it takes and takes... but as long there is something to do, like writing, i dont care.. hmmm, but right now, i loose content.. no!!!, because: once, long ago, i watched a blog with naked young men, sailing on a boot through a little lake, drinking beer. I liked those pictures, because those men where very handsome, and almost that selfish like me. So maybee kind of followers.
When i was young, in my kindergarden, there was a little boy, who always followed everything i did. The good thing was, that i didnt do so much (at least nothing), because i were very very shy, like still. So the litttle boy also did nothing. Just sitting in the corner like me. But i believed, that he was a follower and indeet, when i meat him few years ago, he confessed, that he was so impressed by my, do nothing, that he tryed to be like me... it is so sad, that i forget the name of the boy, who joined me in my kindergarden, but maybee he also try to blog around the world.. so my good old friend from my former kita, if you read this, give me a call to +49 177 240 9 150 or e-mail me to ralph@ic-berlin.de - dont be shy and leave your corner...

Ups, boarding starded, i have to hurry up...!!!!

2009-08-19



even if basiclly very tired, meeting people spends energy. That ist a very very positiv and helpful. After visits, going back into the car, i almost fallen asleep. But the other helpful activity in those cases, if you dont wonna sleep, is to write a blog. Third thing is to watch and select pictures you shot. At the end i just prepare myself for m flight back, to sleep the hole time in the plane (long term startegy).

When visiting customers you always drink. No alcohol but tea, water or juices. I like that a lot because im a extrem drinker of these drinks. The little negative is, that you have to go to toilett/restroom at each customer as well. I see many different styles and also smells. That creates an additional picture of spaces.

if you are tired comming from high speed train, visiting many customers a day, not sleeping enough at night in other words, working hard and traveling much, it is uncredible, how happy a big comftable car can make you immediatly. Like me right now.. we left superfast-trainstation and were picked up by super long high end mercedes benz limosine... in a sudden, i felt fresh, nice and rechared. What is the reason for that? Is the space you have? Or the silence? Ore the good air inside the car? What is the secret of big cars? Or is it just the status-feeling? the limosine makes you the king of traveling, master of the road?

In germany, there is a big scandal going on with a beautiful minister-lady. She were driven into summer hollyday by here working car. She did hollyday in spain and the car was stolen. Beause of that, the complete german press focused on that issue and ask: why does she make her driver going to spain as well in holyday? Does she pay fort hat or just the taxpayers? Because for shure she took the plane and was picked up at the airport again by her limosine (like me right now) to be brought to her holydayhouse... of course she mentioned, that she would have to do some significant very important visits within holydaytime.. to discuss future-issues with some vip of the holyday-village.. right now i can understand totally, why she did that, even if i dont understand, why she is having holydays? Isnt it about not having holyday as aprofessional worker? I mean, do i have holydays? On the other hand, im not working really hard and these days in taiwan are an exception... usally my days are much more relaxed and im not visiting and talking to so many customers all day and night long. And at least it is not bad to visit and meet customers all over the world, because it is so exciting touching different culures in real., seeing who pays for my tea, hotel and life! (thank you so much fort hat i still couldnt believe, that it works... because basiclly i never expect to be able to earn money myself, but that is another story..) But again: i like big cars and to be driven in big cars.. i can write my blog or do some other homework.. having my green-tee-latte etc. life could be so beautiful if beeing a minister or international sheetmetal-glasses-seller. (I have to confess, that i do not like the minister-lady with the car problem.)

I took myself a tea au lait from seven eleven, followed by another hot grenn tea from a green-logo-american brand (i don t wonna mention its name because of personal reasons).

I ask myself about blogging.. what is it about? Blogging? Is it the modern way of literature? Or just a low version of making yourself important in modern internet times? For shure it creates a speed of communication between writer and reader, which is unknown in the past... you write and put it online.. no time to think about it or make it more perfect.

for example this kind of experiment, id like to do right now, a bookwriter couldnt do that easy and immediatly. The experiment: if you read this right now, please could you send an e-mail to ralph@ic-berlin.de??? Headline fuck blogs. Just a brief hello or whatever you want to tell me? Of course not more than 37 words, because i could not read more than that? If just few people will answer, next time please write more.

good morning! how crasy is that, this hotel is so nyc-style... so beautiful so fashion.. i mean let's call "wallpaper"-style.. right now, i directly write into the page.. i have to mention again, because i still could not believe, how that is possible. i just have to put in my username and passwort, over there at the right, and plop, i'm in...
the name of the hotel, i'm staying is " hung's mansion in taichung.. it is so whow.. and whenever you plan to go to nyc, to stay cool, better go here.. much cheaper and if you don't leave hotel, no difference at all - and why leaving hotel??? the view is great and for shure they have a spar insite..
my eyes not burning any longer. it was sleep-related.. not enough sleep the last few days. last night i slept relativly nice after having a taiwanese movie, that i brought in from berlin. the name is "ty ty" - no wrong, "yi yi" by edward young. very beautiful movie... you get at "arthouse" in germany for just 9,99 .. and: it is interesting: many many taiwanese people have western style names.. i would say 90.. i knao that, because i always have to write on ic! berlin cases my name and "for edward" for example.. and "see you in berlin". i write that, because, they really should come watching the factory and company..
it is am 9.00h in the morning and i'll be picked up in a quarter.. going further more into the south of this eyeland. yes, that is all for now. kisses all over onto the mother earth planet - do you say it like that in taiwan?

(i just typed in, without reading again - ups, i hope...)

my eyes are a little tiered. Burning... sitting in a very beautiful and big car from taipei to another town 1 hour in the north. this morning a earthquake happend here.. something like 6.x on the scale.. so a little more significant one, but i must have been sleeping. No damage at all i heard. Wasnt the terrible one in tokyo same?

Yes, it is out, im in taiwan.. earthquake, big taifun... something is going on here, but i do not recognized. And of course the taifun took part last week but until now i havent seen anything.

The risky thing with this writing right now is, that i could put it online myself immediatly. So nobody is reading and taking out mistakes before.. might be a little risky, because im very good in creating mistakes. My only hope is, that these mistakes doesnt count, if i announce them before.

The climate system in this huge car is not working that agressive, which is great not having a to big contrast inbetween inside and outside.

Yesterday, when arriveing, a little mistake happend with the car picking me up. I came out of the terminal and read a sign with my name. A man smiled very much at me and i ask him, if he is for ralph.. he said yes and smiled even more.. i ask him ic! Berlin, but he doesnt understood. But everything look cool. Even if my papers told me, that i would be picked up by our distributer, james, in person, i thought, something might have go wrong and he send a driver... so i made it into the city, when doublechecking by calling james - and he was still awaiting me in the airport.. ups, wrong car, wrong driver, wrong direction. I gave my phone to the driver to make james tell him, whats going on... immediatly the Driver left the highway, but no u-turn back. Just driving smaller road further on. He was totally confused - shocked. It is so interesting with asian people, if mistakes happen. Must be the worst thing in the world for them and it takes minutes before they become normal again. After a wile he made a u-turn and ask an cardriver next to us for the direction to the airport, which basiclly was announce everywhere on several signs.. after reaching the airport, he jumped out of the car, took my trunk out and left with singing wheels not recognizing, that his ralph were just a few meters away, winking with his hands... the other ralph, also flying in from tailand, but looked so different, much more bodyvolume and hair. Anyway, at the end, he should also found his driver and made it into the city...

My eyes still burning. I sleept relativly nice.. had one of those intense backflash dreams.. like the one in the plane, where i stayed in my parents house, when the house suddenly starts moving very fast in a circle. Very crasy and unusual for a house. After this move stopped, it looked much better and the position of the house fitted much better to the other buildings arround. I ask myself and you, what does it mean???


I always ask myself, is somebody reading that? Or is it just a selfish thing for a lownely traveler out on the road to nowhere?

I recogment the the suites-hotel in taipee. I recogment powdersugar. I regogment ic! Berlin glasses..

Next to me there was a man with kindergarten-glasses. But very nice anyway, for shure he wasnt informed about the backround.

uuuuh, new technique..from now on i write directly into the blog... how could that be.. i'm so exited...
unglaublich!!! da muss ich direkt ausnahmsweise deutsch weiterschreiben.. also jetzt kann ich, woimmer ich bin direkt auf die internetz-seite schreiben.. alles was ich will...whow, unglaublich, da kann ich revoluitonen ausrufen und mich bis auf die knochen blamieren...

...back in the plane ... being in a plane, i feel at home. above the clouds and all these earth related thinks, like problems and other hustle creating issues. in the air, there is nothing - except small space to seat, bad air and no reception.

hmmm, how does that sounds.. a bit strange indeed. my home is my castle, comes in my mind immediately. my home is my airplane - doesnt make sense, except, you own your a plan, like michael schumacher, who starts working again in his old job, which is also a big reason for me, not to sell the company, because you might get a plane, but lose the fun of flying in narrow economy seats. at the end of the day, people come back into the life they like and risk everything again, they have gotten before by money - or the money itself. michael schumacher is a good example, how unimportant money is. because in the end he just follows his passion, which money never could buy - and takes the risk to die in a fast car.

but, he could effort for sure a economy flight to tokyo with klm?! michael schumacher in a narrow economy seat on his way to tokyo, or like me, back to bremen... yes, no mistake, destination is bremen, not berlin, because i come from wonderful village called oldenburg in the dessert of the north-west of germany. the reason to go there is the 40 years annual of my parents marriage. what a long time, and which great grapes they have gotten. they had and have a super wonderful life, with supertruperextraordinary kids. yes, im veeery lucky visiting oldenburg and also more that happy going to zrich on sunday, the day after tomorrow... the most beautiful is your hometown, if watching from far away...

the airplane starts the descent and i have to switch of the computer...

of course i love michael schumacher.
of course i would drive as good as him - but...
of course we are talking about 127 million euro.
of course the sun is always shining above the clouds.
of course today it is july 31th 2009.
of course german highways are superbusy because of holiday season.
of course i eat meat.
of course i dont drink.

(i watched the movie about the 20th july 1944 with this american actor, with the wagner-inspired name (not the actor, but the movies name) and: the bad man, who should be killed, also didnt drink, didnt drive and loved wagner. all like me... that makes me fear. shall i better order a whisky, start having driving lessons, switch to michael jackson???)

hmm lucky situation... the plane has an unusual vibration in the area i am seated and so the plane goes back to amsterdam, where we come from. great news like that i appreciate so much in my life as a frequent flyer. if i would sit in my comfortable chair in my villa somewhere in swiss, like michael before restarting his job, i would not get interesting experiences like that.

also funny to see, how my traveling collegues react on the situation. they complain like little kids in the way kids would complain. very interesting and somehow typical.

hmm, so back to amsterdam. hmm if we gonna make the touch down with those special vibrations in my seat-lane... otherwise i hope, the hard disk of this computer will not be destroyed..

thats all for now...


..yes, we made it back to amsterdam. no problems. except my traveling colleagues almost collapsed. right now waiting in an airport bus to get boarded into a new plane, which is parked just few meters next to the not working one. so at least it is all not to bad. really crazy, that another same plane is available. the sun is shining, temperature is around 20 celsius. I am really fully relaxed. breathing in and out.

in about 1,5 hours i should be back in bremen. fly fast mr. captain!!

switch, now im in tokyo. time runs fast, so me to. the flight felt so short for me. kind of strange, magic. i must have slept all the time, because suddenly we were there, which is here, which is narita, called tokyo airport.
im awaiting the friendly airport limousine right now in the american coffeehouse in the departure area. in front: two big paper cups with tea - i cant get enough. outside it is 31 celsius.. i stay just for two days, so it should be manageable. hmm, did i give any interesting information already? why is the tea so hot. shall i wait outside in the heat? shall i buy japanese fashion magazines? how is life. new babies are being born. old people fade away. Every thing is in a balance, even the finance system, which i tried out by getting myself money and these two wonderful cups of tea. all the best, ralph

now in the bus. kind of traffic jam into tokyo. but the aircon is working very well. inside it is close to to cold so i enjoy it, considering sweating outside in a bit again.
and i ask myself, why is it so important to drink a lot against the jetlag? is it because the super dry air in the plane? that your body loosing humidity and getting exhausted? because whenever i fly (and basically also whenever im not flying) im drinking water like crazy. that makes me visiting the toilet minimum once an our, but keeps away the jetlag.
the bus is flying into tokyo high above the street level. the highway is measured in house levels on the 8th floor. i can see many rooftops of smaller houses. houses and houses without an end. slowly we make it to shibuya. this time ill stay in a small japanese hotel and not in these international-all-over-the-world-looking-the-same hotels. i never have been there and I am kind of exited.
in two days im flying back. not to berlin, but to bremen. also b. it is because my parents celebrate their 40th year of staying together. theyve gotten married august 1st 1969. puh, what a long time and what is the outcome of that relationship, besides to two extraordinary super wonderful kids? it feels, that my mouths smells terrible. should take some chewing gum..
and what do we think about a supermodel writing being to fat, even if not? what does it mean, if perfect looking people think, they would not? can somebody explain to me? does it mean: nobody is perfect or: be perfect and feel unperfect anyway?!
highways above highways above houses above streets above underground above... me

leaving america. leaving new york. very interesting days and impressions. for me amerika - more precise the places and states we have been - looks like a eastern europe socialistic country. everything is in a bad shape. houses, streets, people. it looks not like the leading country in the world. yes they have high houses and big cars, but at the end it is not substantial. just blown up everything and everything is paid by debts, loaned from the rest of the world, mostly with chinese money. for sure im wrong but i did not see a future spirit. its more like, lets continue, go through a green and lean fashion period. but basically it is not serious, because, we are america and we are always leading the world. it is only, that it doesnt look like it. more like poland, czech republic or hungary before the breakdown. but of course so much more selbstvertrauen and maybe selbstberschtzung. for sure my european eyes dont see the reality, because for sure the power of this country will make a turnaround very soon and very easy. for sure there are serious reasons, for the president shouting: yes we can!!! - so at the end of the day, leaving this very advanced country, i strongly believe, that the leader in the world stays the leader in the world... yes, they must have the secret weapon, that will turn debts into real money! but we are leaving, wishing: all the best for that bride future!

first of all: read george steiner. you can get his books in english as well as in german... i read the book logokraten in the plane. not the whole but a big part of it. really very inspiring.
so after athens we flew to philly. through paris. athens by the way was very exiting. very much the holiday-summer-feeling. the customer i visited has his store on a beach, where you have to pay 25,- euro to enter. but for that, there is also a starbucks on the area. but of course, you have to pay your drinks as well - same high price thing like everywhere.
as you can imagine, a big fun thing. very many beautiful easy-living people. the hotel we stayed in was visited mostly by arabic princes and princesses, rich greeks and americans. no germans except us. we had dinner with our customers on a rooftop terrace of a restaurant. very extraordinary!!

but now it is philly. if you are visiting the air france lounge in paris and the ladies at the counter check and check your boarding cards again and again, it could mean something very positiv. in our case an upgrade into business!! we, that means me, felix and anna, the junior-children glasses managers in the company. finally the flight was big fun and very relaxing..

philly is grey, humid and hot.
anna has seen the heart of a pig. she says it's eatable.
felix having an high-tech banana-strawberry drink with white power-powder reading a yogijo-comic in english.

this day is gonna be a relatively smooth day preparing the sales-rep-meeting tomorrow.

best regards to philipp, if you read this blog. do you? if so, let me know.
best regards also to australia.

or shopping? everything is very close.

sitting at sydney airport. leaving the country... the uncredible city, these wonderful people.. hmm how to cope with that everything really was that nice like beeing told in advance... very strange in a very positive way... for example i just mentioned that i also could sing some songs from schubert at the party yesterday night... i mean, schubert in sydney. time to prepare it, one day!! and preparing means: getting the notes, a piano, somebody playing it and beeing able to do that. to cut it short, the peolpe here managed and i was singing "winterreise" songs next to technobeats in a club decorated like a very cool fotostudio... unbelieveable. also to prepare it next to techno. the dj of course did not stop music for us trying it out.. but it work very very well!! after that a very kind dentist with atv-show wearing ic! berlin took me out for the night with his supermodel-girlfriend! and of course it got to a shooting at his house, i was picted up by a bently limosine to one of the hottest club in town with a rooftop and an outside pool-area.. uuuh, very hot, even in australian winter... unbelivable.. yes, now i have to get me some -winter-ugg-boots for berlin summer. i saw some very beautiful ones in black.. so.. see you soon down under. maybe i should miss the flight... kisses to australia, love it, ralph

...sitting in the big jumbo-plane. now it's for sure, i am leaving australia - no way back. they gave me a beautiful window seat. just have to get through two other people to reach restrooms. supposed to be easy, because i have drunken app. 1.7 liters of water before security. in addition to that, it is a nice feeling, beeing surrounded by seats, walls and other guests. it is like in a cosy cave;. i had some chickpeas and melons and green salad for lunch. my eyes are kind of burning. at quantas they charge 80 as$ for emergency seats... it is because they are member the british flight group and in uk they charge for everything.

right now im looking forward to the flight from singapore to paris. my friends from air france for sure prepared a birthday cake in premiere class for me. It is gonna be the first time for me to fly first class. i ask myself, why not flying business? i'm an international very important businessman and my boss is always booking economy for me. why that? he should know how very important i am for this company. i might leave and work for a singing agency. on the other hand i like it to be with normal people. as such an important person like me, you totally loose the contact to earth. no more idea how much 500g of butter are at "aldi" in berlin marzahn.

by the way, they have original aldi here!!! isn't that great?! i almost made it to go shopping there, but it already was closed. shit.. no beautiful bags from downunder.

more and more people entering the plane. must be arround 400..

my eyes are still burning.. i got myself some ugg boots. it's winter here and who knows, where the plane gonna have an emercency landing. the south pole is near and i wonna be prepared.

my eyes are burning... did not sleep that well tonight. to many things running around in my head.

very nice people, i met yesterday, brought me spontaniously to the airport. all bags fit into a relativly small car... even the big bike bag... but who is interested in... hmmm, did i mention, that my eyes are burning? did i mention, that some people (1-3) reading my blog? did i mention, that a journalist even knew, that i kind of love chaitea latte? did i mention, that my feet are relativly hot in my new boots?

hmm, so far so good. plane almost leaving earth and i prepare myself for an littel late afternoon nap..

the captain speaks german and tells us, that we are delayed. it is gonna be 7,5 hours.. long nap, or gap..

sitting at darling-harbour... what a funny name for a habour. around me all these white sea birds and i'm awaiting the moment, they empty their stomach on me. yes the sun is shining a little through a thin fabric of clouds. behind me 2 chinese girls... what a language. i ask myself, if i have to go back to the show, selling glasses... but i stay, max, my collegue, is doing a great job, so i can do mine here with a green tea latte at the waterside. this morning i walked into the show - no cab ride. a very double walk. by car the distance seams to be so much longer. the car also cut off the relation to the city, you are driving through. really terrible. at least a very very double ride by bike...but without pedals...

tomorrow i 'll leave again. gonna be a very long day - for sure the longest july 12th i ever had. and tonight i have to sing some songs out of the "winterreise" (schubert). i just mentioned the possibilty of me singing - and they took it serious immediatly and suddenly arranged it. a few minutes before i talked to a pianoplayer and he checked out the songs. number 1, 15 and 20.. my first concert down under... next time i'd like to sing in the operahouse - of course. it is really a serious issue to start my sining career. if ugly british telecom-workers can do that, why not me? to make classic music more pop and popular! that is my mission besides the glasses.. glasses?! and writing a book in english! that also should be funny and open all doors to the international bookmarket... well even if i could not use so many words, like in german. but it is more economic, which always counts. again: don't i have to go back to the show?? don't i have to sell glasses or shake hands with customers. the sun is also getting weaker and weaker. a water cab is circling around.
singing tonight... how crazy is that.. where do they get a piano from? maybe just an electronic one. my cellphone is sleeping.. no calls or messages. going to the tradeshow? watching optical-world-people?

hmm, shall i?

...tradeshows are like tradeshows. same everywhere in the world. but here we are exhibiting in a mueseum. the powerhouse-museum. it is almost the same concept like at the technische museum, at the paul-linke-ufer in berlin-kreuzberg. in our case we took a room in there, so basically we are not in a tradeshow in the known way. the official tradeshow is next door and it is really like everywhere in the world: a big faceless hall, with kind of the same booths. it is relativly empty, which makes it very comfortable, because you have to wait nowhere. the people walking around are 95 exhibitors themselves, so also a nice mix. i have the good luck, that i shoot pictures for the new catalogue here. because of that i'm not getting bored and of course our showroom is much more busy than the official tradeshow.

the bike i bought yesterday came without pedals, which makes it a bit difficult to ride. not even i can manage that. now i hope very much, that they gonna deliver pedals today to the powerhouse (...powerhouse, what a nice name... i live in the powerhouse... uuh, cool)..

my stomach is totally filled with water and tea. another cup and i will be an explosion...

clouds jump in between me and the sun... why are they doing it. without the sun it is getting cold immediatly, which reminds me, that it's winter here. july is winter...how strange and what does it mean for the horroscope? cancer becomes a wintersign! it must influence the whole thing, i guess..

tonight, there are no dinner plans! i like that, because then i'm gonna go to the sauna in the hotel. there is also a pool... after that i put myself into the bed, read a little, watch australien quality-tv and fall asleep. sounds like a plan, if no dinnerappointments or interviews pop in.. who knows..

(i don't like clouds in between me and the sun!)

i ask this distributer and co-owner of a competitor from hong kong, if i might picture him for our new catalogue. i send two textmessages, but i did not get an answer. hmm, maybee he is to shy? but it would be fun and i also would shoot him on his booth with his logo in the back. why not? we are a big family and in our business everybody loves everybody. so i am still hoping, that we come together!

in germany it is am 6.08h right now.. for many people time to leave the bed. i'm getting a bit tired right now and should get myself another chaitea at sturbucks... (they closed 60 shops in australia.. reasoned by my exhibition in munich. i'm so sorry for that...

(clouds clouds clouds all over.. what's going on?)

ralph anderl from sidney, july 10th 2009....!

...night is in right now. totally dark at 5.45 pm... i had tonnes of tea today again and now my heart-area hurts. maybee the heart itself or something around... who knows.. the energy-level of my mobile computer has gotten low.. hope, he'll make it until i'm back in the hotel (same for my heart). so many people buying frames here and now i might get late and i think about skipping dinner... but how to get to the hotel? i am little tired of taking a cab... would love to walk? or ride, or bus? the museum arround us is closed now, but we are still in it. i think it would be possible to run arround in the dark, staying in over night! like we all dreamed in our childhood..

breathe in, breathe out... is too much tea unhealthy? does it create heart attacks? anyway it is crazy, that i write in english.. (thinking: why not writing my next book in english.. would get international automatically.. of course, i have maybee not even half of the words, i have in german, but could it be a very thin one..?! english would help to became a famous international writer...

right now a security-guy is comming in.. for sure to garantee, that nobody in entering the museum..

anyway. customers are leaving and maybee me to?! stay tuned and don't change the canel!!

a mild clear winter thursday morning in sydney. winter in summer, from a european perspective.. very cool, in a double perspective.. really kind of crazy. time is opposite and weather is opposite. i'm sitting in one of those untemporary international coffee-shops, having my teas.. yes i am drinking two venti teas, one chai, and one green. i'm without borders.. do you say it like that?
yesterday i had a great interview with an extraordinary informed superjournalist. she knew everything about me - plus a bit more. it was like tv with camera and shooting on a rooftop of a fancy designhotel. uuuuh, like i ever expected to be interviews... in australia dreams come true... shall i stay here? having a house in mansbay (shit, it was another name...) but that area close to the sea, where all houses are like in a big park.. i dont't watch the watch.. basically i'd have to be at the show already, but of course i also have to do this blog. no i haven't seen kangaroos.
no i haven't seen whalefishes from my window.
yes i have seen the opera house and the bridge from my window.
yes i bought a white bike here in sydney,
yes, with no breaks and they forgot to put pedals on it- shit, this is the reason, why i have to take a cab this morning and not dying in the left-running traffic... maybee better?!

finally i really very much can recogment australia. to be more precice: sydney. very nice people in a very beautiful city. next time i'll take the train through the dessert... 4 days nothing else than nothing. that should be beautiful and an extraordinary experience. shouldn't it be...

also kind of british here, but it's okay...

sitting in a cab to the show.. it is a bit nyc feeling, but nicer.. means more friendly... after about ten minutes the driver trys to start conversation by asking: how are you!? whow, isn't it funny, after such a long time.. but at least i like it.. there are messanger bikes around me. the air is so clear and fresh. i like it a lot. than asking myself about the use of this blog. isn't it very selfish? and is that a problem? isn't erverything in ic! berlin relativly ralph-selfish? and does that matter? might people hate that - or love that? i think as long as it is one of both, it works. the meter is on 10 australien dollars. i think i have 50 left.. stupid thinkings of a pour german... getting a bit hot in the car. window is open. wearing a suit and a coat so that i look like a serious busimessman, if there were not the very v-necked shirt... to go to the show by bike would have been wounderful..but without pedals, not possible, even for me. hopefully i'll get throgh the day without big hassles. reaching the powerhouse museum, where we show up... so good bye my bloggy friends,r

the heat of kuala lumpur and the humidity... it is like an opium dream, without opium. it takes speed and energy out of body and mind. as long as you stay outside, which you basically never do. but inside it is cold. cold like outside in berlin early february, that's how you recognize and feel it... i'm sitting outside in one of these cafs, having a green tea. it is very noisy. traffic jam all over. the air condition of the cars pumping hot air out on the road as well as pollution. big ventilator creating little wind and noise as well. tonight i'll leave to osaka and tokyo. i hope they prepared a better climate, but, stop! it doesnt mean, that i do not like the k.l. climate. because i do.. it is like fasting without fasting. at least i enjoy the slowdown of life. i understand mentally of people living here - maybe a bit better?? on the other hand, if i'd live here, it would be different.
the reason, why I am here is a presentation of our wonderful distributors. they organized a little tradeshow in a hotel, with all the brands, they distribute. yesterday night there was a price giving and the 1st price was a mercedes benz b-class... a car for about 40t . isnt it crazy? for the show there were many model-hostesses around, so i had the idea, to become k-l-model. once i have been in a model agency in berlin, but were never booked. but as a foreigner you are automatically interesting so ill try. i also met a pop-singer. she also does classical music as a soprano. the plan is to start my singing carrier in malaysia too. maybe easier to enter the deutsche oper and philharmonie in berlin from kuala lumpur.
yes, that is basically all. i also shoot many pics on my mobil and because of good luck and the right cable, im able to transfer these artworks on my computer - and that menas, that we could put theses visual windows to the world here as well. isnt it cool? - i mean, if it works...

sounds like a plan...

more sayings for the eye-examen inside the ic! berlin temples:

money in a real fiction
cars are to slower than bikes
come to berlin!
everybody is beautiful.
love is better than love.
get more, have less.
never eat more that me.
drinking water or mineralwasser.
more brain must not help.
cut your hair!
kuala lumpur, 29th may 2009
...sitting in a very comfortable sofa chair in an extraordinary luxery shopping-center on a friday afternoon - but, unfortunatly, it is completely empty. sales persons talking to sales persons. all the luxery brands are here - and all are empty. no consumer... and i wouldnt say, that is because the financial crises, for me it smells more like a crisis of this system itself, the system of consumption. it became so boring... new season stuff everywhere but also sales. everything is without blood.. kind of dead. just beautiful.. designed by designers not passioned people. and most of the designers not even exist. just ideas of marketing-idiots. these days the consumers seam to realized that and stop visiting these beautiful temples of consumption? or is it just because of... lunchtime? hot weather? a football game on tv? who knows? because all the goods are soo beautiful and would make all of us beautiful like all the beautiful models on the displays...hmm indeed kind of scary, because there is no other system, which could help. there would be another system, but this new system could not take over... you dont know, what im talking about? asking, which system??? well, the answer is easy, it is - of course - the ic! berlin-system! you don't know? well, in this case, come to berlin and have a look..

i have to leave this beautiful, cold shopping center right now, because there is non of these american coffee shops inside, but...



...now im in the most successful shopping center of the world. or maybe i mix up, and it is just the best shopping center of the world. better than harrods, kdw and aldi - ups, aldi is not...anyway

the good news is, that is it not that empty like the one before just across the road. it is very very new and really big. or lets say huge. you find all the hot international brands. and a supermarket with all you need for a life, which is so international, that it becomes spaceless.

im sitting again in this coffee shop. the smell of my tea is really different to the smell in berlin or even tokyo. i dont know why... even the plastic-top of cups is different. more massive somehow.. strange.. i hope, this coffee shop is not a copy.

but shopping still is a problem. for example me: i tried two kinds of interesting adidas-trainer jackets. special designs in a way and in addition to that 50 off. both of them fit me perfect - but, i did not take them.

local time is 4pm. maybe right now the shopping mall i was before is more crowded as well. but is it older and customers just run hot for the latest stuff. but this interest doesnt remains to long. these days the circles of new things run faster and faster. when im gonna be here next time, this shopping mall is old and empty as well.

Im getting little tired right now. maybe because the coffee shop is top floor and the climate system doesnt work that good here. even my tea doesnt help.

shopping without shopping...
it is more like visiting a museum - a nice one, where it is not forbidden to touch the exhibited masterpieces...

...going back to europe... in this case not berlin, but milano. kind of easter holiday with the hole neighbourhood i live in. like in the late sixties. here in tokyo it is early morning and - surprise surpise - in europe deep night. in addition to that, today is karfreitag - i dont know the english word. so today is one of the blackest days in the year of church. but here in tokyo nobody cares. just end of april gonna be an important period: the golden week. mostly about shopping and travelling. but these days maybe less shopping.

hmm, yes indeed, it has become more slow with consuming here. you can see it all over. bouticques are empty and people are not even walking around in the former desired streets. in the news Ive heard, that stock markets going up again, so is it already and of crisis. crisis, crisis, crisis, what a stupid issue.

i drink my water and hope to get a late upgrate at the boarding gate. because still im row 32, so no business at all. but emergency-seat, which also might help. here in the lounge i fill in my bodytank with tonnes of water and other liquids. i like drinking and Ive read somewhere, that drinking would help to have no jetlag. - in tokyo Ive met an italien guy living here right now, who had problems with his heart and could walk around just one hour a day!! also not allowed to drink more than 800ml of water. isnt it terrible. if i couldnt drink, i maybe also would die. in mean, i will die for sure, but maybe a bit earlier. so best regards to that guy and i really hope, that he is getting better soon...

i really feel very fit - after a period of 4 weeks fasting. just very uneffective soup, veggi-juice and water.. if that deal is being started, it is not so terrible, like expected. i even cooked and did some bakery. the mind becomes clear and you move your body in slow motion as less as possible, which is also not so bad. so i recommend it to everybody..

fasting, thinking and waiting - the three big things in life.

im waiting for my plane.. hmm, basically boardingtime..? one hour to early still. i always go to the airport extraordinary early to avoid all kinds and possibilities of stress. time is the key for comfortable journeys - old men say.

it is ten oclock right now. blue sky. burning eyes. the plan is, to sleep all time in the plane...eating is cancelled, because i do here as well. i got some swiss muesli with french honeys in japanese airportlounge.

so far so good. right now i have to do some research in fashion magazines. did you know, that jil sander works for uniqlo right now? a japanese discount brand like h&m?

see you in berlin, ralph

...eben noch ibaz messe berlin, jetzt slide show in tokyo. Ups, english please... springtime-tradeshow ibaz in berlin above the roofs of the city and after a sudden switch: tokyo narrita. how unbelievable is that. i flew klm through amsterdam... and already when bording in berlin i received the very good news about the connection to narrita: seat 2F - that means business! how cool is that! i went to the berlin airport-lounge and was just happy... yes, it makes a difference and it is much sportier flying economy with the hope of getting business.

in amsterdam all the connections worked out very smooth. just at bording a little moment of doubt, because it was a huge boing with business on second floor... so maybe just very good economy. But at least i was lucky... I slept well, had a very japanese manga-dream and arrived here very fresh!!! Left plane as first passanger, received luggage first - i mean, how crazy is that??!!!! Took some money, bought some drinks and magazines and even reached the first bus to shibuya, which i usually never reach (and have to take thew next 2 hours later...)

not to forget the weather, which is very fine as well! sunshine and 16 celsius!!!

So right now i just hope, that a hotelroom is being book and entering my room early. Because usually bording is at 2pm. At three ill have first appointment with wonderful salesrep aki. So lets check it out.


aaaand, not to forget mentioning the best glasses-show in early april in the world, the IBAZ!!! this time i took part in the backfabrik in the middle of berlin. we took some space there, which is usually the ic! berlin office. but for ibaz ic! berlin left and gave all the beautyful space to the organization of IBAZ!! the best was not at least the weather and the extraordinary rooftop! the hole show felt like holiday and customers, stayed for hours. some even came back the next days... this time we where 5 exhibiters, which is a very organic number: lafont, sutro, andy wolf, zuerihorn and ic! berlin.

the next show we plan for july during the fashion show bread and butter, which should fit very well and offer all exhibitors and visitors a view into the pure fashion world as well!!!

...sometimes it is positive to do things always in the same way. no changes.. for examples if flying somewhere by plane, it is extremely helpful always using the same airline. in my case that habit gives me again an upgrade to business-class on a 11 hours flight. what a great thing is that. and right now im sitting in a waiting room for special frequent flyers with drinks and dishes for free. also not too bad...
outside it is raining like crazy. did i mention, that im still in japan? not tokyo any longer but narrita, where the airport is. everything went very smooth. the friendly airport limousinebus delivered me in the comfortable japanese way.
yesterday at idetan trunkshow, i had to put my autograph into a customers louis vuitton jacket... very special experience, but he was serious. we sold many frames to young and not young people. the isetan department store is on of the nicest shopping temples in the world, i would say. all the high end brands are there and if you can, it is great to go shopping there.

another hour before i can board the plane... in germany it is am 2.30h right now. everybody is sleeping, nobody sending emails. im getting tired as well and very much hope to sleep in the plane

so far. no more words...

yes we can, yes i can... yes i can do it in english, or, yes i can try.. what a day today... im in philadelphia on the day of the presidential election. barack obama is in town...

it is kind of illegally cold out here and on tv they recommend not to leave your home... the worst is: i forgot my do-not-freez jacket from canada in berlin... so now i'm freezing like crazy... I was riding my bike to the office yesterday without gloves and my mind... so I almost lost both. it is difficult for me to figure how cold it is in celsius, because of the different system. i think it is minus 25 C.

the good thing is, that there is a starbucks in the hotel. whow, that is kind of crazy, even if starbucks is not that 100 politically correct.. can you say it like that? anyways, this worldwide coffeshop is like my worldwide living- and lovingroom.. it is something you can kind of trust in: like mc donald, it is the same everywhere. but more important for somebody, who doesnt drink coffee, the chai-tea-latte is great and better than everywhere else... bla bla, what a stupid issue, even if it is very interesting...

so i visited our american company and took the opportunity to speak with obama about his time in the white house under the perspective of ic! berlin sheetmetalglasses. we developed some very cool ideas together, about which i'm still not allowed to talk about.. sorry, some top-secret plans also for europe, asia and south africa... the only thing i can tell is, that we might put the new slogan yes we can!!! in every frame. barack liked that idea a lot and promised to laser himself bad eyes, to need ic! berlin glasses

(by the way, how is my english? can anybody understand? - i never read things i wrote twice, so even i myself do not know...)

well i have to go to nyc today to take my flight back direct to berlin. so i will walk around a little in philly and than our wonderfull marc will deliver me and all my bags to jfk airport. Yes. There is no more i can write, my brain is too... let's say jetlaged, which it basically isn't. anyways. kisses and hugs to all,the yes-we-can-ralph

okyo night without saturday-night-fever... Okay im a little ill and tired, but that is no reason for all the young people not to go shopping! most of the stores are totally empty and even on the streets in shibuya there is no walking-people-traffic-jam, like usual on an saturday shopping evening.
very surprising for me or not, because everybody is talking in that direction, but to see that, it is different. it is like there is a switch from consuming, STOP, to stay at home no shopping: START. I dont know, if there is a big sports-event on tv, or free chai-tea-latte at starbucks, but basically there should be no reason for that. even trendy second hand store raptap was empty!!!!
so i followed that trend, as usual, and went shopping at hermes, louis vuitton, prada and gucci. i mean like ever, ic! berlin is one step ahead - so...?!!

anyway at least, i saw many people cewing up for ic! berlin glasses in leading optician stores and as long as the crises is good for ic! berlin, i do not care and say loud and clear: lets start the new trend and start consuming again, when everybody else is sitting at home eating chips and drinking cold water!!! it is great to do, because people became really nice in all the stores and no busy sales-people anymore...!!!

at last: one very important rule is: whenever discount or sales is offered, dont buy!!!!! that is out of trend!!!!!!

...20th february, osaka, japan. if you walk very long distance from berlin east, you someday reach japan and maybe osaka. if using the plane, you might go west first to paris and than all the long way east - like i did. and like you might know, there are different possibilities in planes to sit: very narrow and small seats mostly in the back, and big comfortable seats in the front. the different in between is a few thousand euros. but... but in good cases and if you have a special card, you may sit in huge super-nice seats, even if paid small. in my case it happened. from seat 46c to 3k!! from that moment on, you can expect 11 hours of fun and luxury. very nice, even if i did not sleep that well at all. but also in compare to walking or driving, a big mystery to do that distance in time in 11 hours.

now im here in the rainy osaka, having my morning tea in the not-space of starbucks im so sorry for that, but i like the all around the world same smell of tea.. again, it creates a kind of homey feeling..

in berlin Ive heard, is it very snowy, like it should be at christmas, but everybody expects springtime. anyway... as we know, it is all because of the finance-crisis in america. also climate is mixed up and becomes more cold instead of more hot, like mr. gore said.

in a few minutes i have a serious meeting, so i have to go. i say good bye and see you soon,

ralph

... kobe is about beef and steal. steal is to heavy to bring to berlin and beef might be problem as well, because ill leave japan in 4 days. so maybe not healthy to keep that long without fridge? also kind of forbidden to import beef into germany? maybe, maybe not. i do not know. I just know, that 2 years ago ive smuggled some beef into berlin for christmas and it was more than great.

here in kobe many young girls running around in groups of 3-4 girls. laughing a lot and always playing with their cell-phones. im getting tired again, even in germany is sunrise-time right now. finally i have to confess, that matscha-tea is to sweet. i do not like as much as chai-tea. matscha-tea is a kind of green-tea. i drunk a lot but still tired.

and im thinking about fasting. do you say it like that? the not eating-thing? next week the fasting period before easter starts and why not doing it in the stong way? after first 3 days it should not hurt anymore. so why not.

here in kobe today it is raining and sunny. very mixed and kind of cold. no snow like in berlin. tonnes of snow there... but didnt i mentioned already?

my eyes getting heavier and heavier. in a few minutes we are going back to osaka by train. not so expensive, 380 yen, which is about 3 euro... so...
in shinkansen in between osaka and tokyo. in japan all humans are being born in or with a louis vuitton bag. it is unbelievable, but everybody has minimum one. whereever you see somebody running around, you see this brand around his body. and you can be sure, that these bags are original and no fakes. and so they are not very cheap.

hmm, getting tired again. sitting in a train makes your eyes heavy. so very short report from my journey through foreign worlds...

...it is getting cloudy and it doesnt make sense any longer to have a bath in the sun on my 16th floor hotel-room this morning. i dont know why, but they book me a very big room here for that trip. the weather is kind of mixed. sunny but cold and now not even sunny. in philly it should be warmer than here, which is for sure related to the international climate collapse or the californian state being bankrupt.

anyway, yesterday i could sell several glasses to several not to poor people. and indeed you can still see cars on the road in orange county, which are not a cheap renault-dacia logan. people still got money and spend it. at all, here is a smell of wealthiness in the air and if you go south to the next village at the ocean, you are getting smooth-wealthy feelings as well, even if you are a poor european sheetmetal-glasses-seller.

my view from my balcony in direction south i see 2 smaller skyscraper. or how do you say? also a golf-areal and many houses of not poor people.

this morning target is to get little brown or darker skin color, to make all berlins jealous. (and it is still unbelievable, that ill be home tomorrow in cold berlin, with snow and the darkness of the german winter...)

in about one hour i have my last business meeting here and at around 2 pm i have a shooting in venice beach. of course... that is how it works here in us. shootings, bbq, money, crisis, big cars and starbucks... i create also a new saying which is: take care, it is real but i think i mentioned already (usa is not about historical recognition... so me too)

shit...because of finance crisis there are just clouds covering the sun right now. very terrible and i think, maybe not even obama could help.

anyway, i have to pack my stuff and leave into the future.
kisses,r

basiclly is o.c. right now, which stands for orange country. the richest part of the whole us, i heard. and indeed, the sun is shining very bride and the cars are big and houses beautiful. even the people look good and not being to fat... no, to be really honest, everybody is beautiful and the headline of the whole is: take care - its real i found out yesterday, when a lady ask me to write something with a big marker on her arm. difficult question, but by that i found that maybe old saying and she was happy with it. ups, clouds coming up. whats going on? is that reasoned by the crisis?

i do not see the crisis. maybe it is to early. shopping center did not open already. we start very early today. start at 6 am to make it here from l.a.

tonight i'm gonna cook again in the store for customers and hopefully it will work out well. so what to cook???

sun is back and i can get colour for the winter in berlin. snow storm in berlin. hmm, well that's it. now i go to the beach and teach the people there about ic! Berlin.

yes. so see you in a bit in berlin. or o.c. or l.a. or nyc...

and of course sunny. it is kind of hot in the sun but just great, if coming from the winter in berlin. sitting in the back of the store, where i did an information-education to the employees of our customer. very nice, i think, i hope. i enjoyed, even if its very early today. 8 am. so hmm, what to tell about l.a. santa monica... the hotel im staying at... the hole situtation. my feeling right now is: fuck, how lucky i am. it is so great being here, doing this job, which is not work. spending time with those people.

tonight i have to cook in another place for customers as well and it seems to create problems, to get all the things for cooking. not the ingredients, but the pots and pans... so maybe i could not do it, but at the end americans solving all problems.

ups, the sun is so hot and i am wearing just black. perfect combination.

americans always talk with each other. What ever is going on, they tell each other, what they feel or thing or what ever. totally different to german people. Live to tell. I like it, because communication is a good thing and why creating borders in between people by not talking.

so hot in the sun. did i wrote that already? yesterday night i wish to have my very winter warm jacket. today i'm asking for swimming-shorts.

im running out of words. so i stop for a moment...

...munich right after the extraordinary optimale opti-tradeshow... the city is still packed with opticians doing sightseeing and shopping... yes shopping, even if we have the biggest crises in the world ever. just kidding.
well, the sun is shining and everything is so okay. no weather-crisis for sure. yes we have been selling so many frames the last three days and yes, customers loved our new collections a lot. for all, who never have been at those events: all companies build up their own spaces, showing their products. at eyewear shows, just opticians are allowed to come, but because of crises, also end customers coming. just a few, but basically they are not allowed. anyway, we put a big truck on our space and cardboard-furniture, we build up on ourselves. so very high end and beautiful, like our glasses. we also offered eating and drinking to everybody... yes, that is the way how it works and because we are ic! berlin, it works very good. just kidding. no, but to be honest, it is so. do you say it like that. anyway..

another story from munich:
if you do not have hair on your head and visiting one of those traditional bavarian restaurants in munich, for example the great andechser hof, or similar name, it could happen, that a local guy comes to your table, checks your naked head, taking a little box out of his traditional jacket, putting a kind of legal kokain on your head and taking it through his nose, directly from your skin. like that happend to me yesterday night and i very much believe, it is a very old local tradition. we took pictures maybe also for you to believe. after i washed my head a little, i also tried that obviously legal kokain and it was very good. but isnt it crazy, that in a conservative city and state, like bavaria, it is not a problem to take drugs in public??? In other, much more open minded parts of the world, it is strictly forbidden and you go to jail because of that... so at least, munich and bavaria is a big miracle and we all can learn a lot about life, death and drugs here... (if you do not believe it, go to that place and ask one of those extraordinary service-people. It is right behind the frauenkirche the biggest and most famous church in town - everything is sooo tasty, good, traditional and open minded. but - even it is allowed to take that bavarian kokain in public, you have to go outside to smoke a cigarette, which is of course good...)

and: today we went to vogue- building, visiting a young and, of course, extraordinary beautiful and fashioned journalist. we showed here or new trs-chic-collection and she loved it. she was so thrilled, that she wanted to have all of them for herself and her gay boyfriend. she promised, to put just our glasses with me on first page of magazin!!! she also promised, to organize a shooting with me, naomi, claudia and other famous fashion girls in monte carlo or bonn. i also were so thrilled and happy and fallen in love with that, that i'm not sure, if the hole story is true terrible, i really do not know. terrible, but well see. so please all of you should buy the beautiful german vogue the next months or maybe years - i think, she did not promise, to do it soon... but i promise, that i loooooove fashion and fashion magazines. i totally believe, that just fashion-magazines will not be hidden by the crises and exist for ever. i have to say again: i loooooove fashion and i looooooooooove german voooooooooooogue.

and: tomorrow i have to leave the most beautiful city in... hmmm in munich? in bavaria? in germany? in the world? difficult question. i think for sure, munich is the most beautiful city in munich. about all the rest im not sure. but i would love to life here. i believe this city would make me more beautiful and serious. it also would make me more successful. i mean personally. you know? why not ic! munich?! we could do that maybe. berlin is done anyway and i read in one of the leading german newspaper, that chancellor angela merkel thinks to settle to munich. more power and closer to italy and the alps, she said. germany is so advanced! maybe it is also because of legal bavarian kokain?!

and: it is getting dark. today it is january 26th. I bought some music, some gifts for the new baby of our patent lawyer gert habermann (he received new baby few days before and his name is knut, it is a boy!!! congratulations) i also bought a very big, heavy and expensive book about the vogue-magazine. it is because i so much love fashion and to underline, that i be very honest and telling the truth. if you want, i can send a copy of receipt.

and: of course i hang out and work at starbucks coffee right now. having chaitealatte and hot water. like always. everything is like always - that how life is. from a certain point of life it does not change anymore. you eat the same things, you drink same things, you buy same things, you work same things. all the same, which of course is very good, because it makes life easier and helps to save money.

and: now i do not continue. i'm ready or: im done. or, i have nothing more to say...

munich is very bavarian. or do you say: bavarianish? anyways, i do not know... but it is for sure, that we do not have "octoberfest" here right now. it is relatively smooth and quiet and most people are not drunken. there are no fights on the roads, which could be the case during "octoberfest". but to be honest, munich is very very safe. a friend told me, less than 8 murders a year.

maybe it is because tradition and catholicism, but i do not know. maybe because of the climate or culture of eating. but i can see, wherever i look, that this city is very rich. much richer than berlin. bigger cars, more expensive clothes, most buildings are beautiful and in very good shape.

mostly women love munich, because a lot of rich man are available for getting rich and unhappy as well. good thing is, that people are free to choose, and very few of them are rich, happy, beautiful, cool and successful - all in one. in munich that is possible, in berlin not, except maybe me. - just kidding, haha..

anyways, life is not to bad even here in the south. in case of good weather, you can see the alps and the air is so clean, that you can breath even when there is sommer-smog. unbelievable, but true. most of the people here drive mercedes, porsche, audi or bmw. 87 of locals wear rolex, which is also the reason, why so many people can afford beautiful ic! berlin glasses.

my latest idea today was the commercial slogan: "better take the original - ic! berlin" isn't it supercool?

strange, my ears are burning.. ao hot? why? am i getting ill? in the office almost everybody is ill. but i should not, because i have no talent getting ill. most of the year i'm not ill. maybe half a day, mostly on sundays. for sure it is because i have such a nice job and such a healthy life. so believe me, it is better, not to drink beer for breakfast, having huge burgers after midnight and whisky for teeth cleaning. but whom shall I be telling such stuff..

well i also have, i mean HAVE to confess, that i'm not sure about my english and if i always get to the point. in other words, i'm not sure, if i write, what i wonna express, or the opposite. so whenever something sounds strange, i do not mean it like that. always everything in a very nice way. nice like i am. is that understandable??

anyways, i'm again in this american fast coffee-restaurant, enjoying chineseteelatte, doing my homework, watching those rich and beautiful people and wish, to be a munich boy as well.. but, i'm just a poor berlinish guy.

anyways, life is beautiful and it is not raining and i like ic! berlin glasses more than others and i could drink maybe 5 cups of that kind of tea and i'll go back to hotel later and i wear very cool sunglasses even at night and basically i do not have to say any more..

so this is the end and of course: i love you all (just a few a bit more than others), ralph

back in europe. yes there is a difference between here and there and over there. munich is not berlin is not philadelphia. right now i am in munich building up the booth. from nyc i had a smooth flight back to berlin. i slept fine and because of the melantonin supersleepers, i had and have no jetlag. yesterday afternoon i went to hamburg and today to munich. but who cares about that, and why am i telling you such rubbish.. hmm, i don't know, but for sure there is a reason, i do not understand yet. so i have to mention the big difference in between the beds and those tools for sleeping, i do not know the word for... anyway, big differences and of course i like the european way better. it is much more flexibel. so right now i hang out on my bed, maybe gonna watch the obama-getting-president-thing. it is just ten o'clock, but here in munich everybody went to bed allready, because tomorrow is another hard working day. in berlin tomorrow for a few it is something like a working day as well, but not for many and for sure it's not suppose to get too hard. that's why there is nightlife at all days of the week. that how i say that and maybe it is so.

i'm not writing down more, because my sound is getting more and more like german... german-english.. i also want and have to start the tv because i do not have on at home..

kisses and regards to all sheetmetal glasses,

...blechbrillenverkaeufer ist kein sofajob. eher ein nicht-sofajob. heute hier, morgen da, so singe ich mir mein lied. im flugzeug von hong kong nach paris genoss ich keinerlei sonderprevilegien trotz meines superplatinplus status... ein enger fensterplatz in reihe 41... ehrlich gesagt total zum kotzen, da ich minimun 5 mal auf klo muss waehrendeines 12 h fluges. zufaellig entdeckte ich dann aber einen freien notsitz und zog adhoc dorthin um. beinfreiheit bis auf den tuerabsatz und ein oberflaechlicher schlaf, der den naechsten tag nicht zur totalkatastrophe werden laesst... nun, dann eben berlin und direkt weiter ueber bruessel nach lille. zwischenzeitlich hat mir der chinesische zoll noch mein sampleset abgenommen, die beamten muessen gedacht haben, ich plane einen illegalen strassenhandel mit nicht versteuerter ware, wie hier die vietnamesen mit der rauchware. anyway... jetzt lille bei superkunden. philippe ragons opticien... freunde der ersten stunde, und weil sie so nett und aufgeschlossen sind, darf ich ihrer kueche direkt ueber dem laden meinen schokoladenkuchen backen und deshalb muss ich jetzt abbrechen, weil ich checken muss, ob verbrannt....
soweit, ralph the runner

...2 schokoladentorten fertig.. schokolade fuer guss zu fluessig. die schokolade ist ueber die ufer getreten und hat die kuechenarbeitsplatte inschokoladiert. es hinterblieben zwei schokoladenkreise wie brillen... das passt, ich habe es so gelassen fuer die ewigkeit. in die mitte zwei zuckerwuerfel gelegt. die schoensten menschen der stadt scheinen sich hier verbredet zu haben. kinder, frauen, maenner der aesthetische spitzenklasse. ich kann es kaum glauben.. tja, wie das essen, so die menschen... nun, ich werde mich wieder der situation zuwenden und melde mich in 23 sekunden...

... ein ploetzliches zeitloch beschert mir 2 leere stunden. keine termine oder so... ich irre im stadtteil "central" herum mit meinen sampletaschen. millonen menschen rennen umher und es gibt fast so etwas wie pedestrian-traffic-jam. schrecklich, diese vollheit. dafuer habe ich heute schon viele brillen verkauft. insgesamt glaube ich sogar schon fast 200. jetzt sitze ich in der sonne (!) vor einem modernen bankgebaeude. in die shoppingcenter gehe ich eher ungern, weil es dort so kalt ist. das zweite problm ist, dass ich mir in meiner grenzenlosen einfalt einen starbucks wuensche mit kuschelsesseln ... aber den finde ich nicht. nach kurzer nacht brennen meine augen mal wieder. eine gewisse grundmuedigkeit kriecht in mir hoch... vielleicht in der metro schlafen? einmal endstation und zureuck fuer die siesta...bankmenschen um mich herum. z.t. britisch arrogantes aussehen, leicht gebrochen durch die geldkrise... europa schlaeft noch und ich haette auch lust darauf.

lunch im biologischen "mix" schnellimbiss. salat eine rolle mit pilzen. dazu ein aloe-wassergras getraenk, in dem geleeartige gubbel schwimmen. das scheint der natuerliche bioanteil zu sein. nebenbei zaehle ich ic! berlin brillen auf vorbeilaufenden bankern. drei habe ich schon gezaehlt. man erkennt die banker daran, dass sie ein telefonknopf im ohr und/oder eine zugangsberechtigungskarte um den hals haben, oder dass sie anzug tragen und die "international herald tribune" lesen, wie der mann, der sich soeben zu mir gesetzt hat. also alles sehr simplel und die autos, die an meinem fenster vorbeifahren sind sehr gro und teuer. pausen sind durchaus positiv, wenn auch langweilig. nee, langweilig nie, aber man muss dann nachdenken, was man machen soll...

...es ist so wunderbar am abend nach getaner arbeit in diesem amerikanischen weltweit gleichen kaffeehaus abzuhaengen und einen heissen kakao zu trinken. nach ca. einer stunde andauernden feierabendduschens... hot water all over...was fuer ein genuss. der weitere ritus ist abendsport = seilspringen 17 minuten und ein japanisches heisses bad. dann zeitung lesen, ein buch, fernsehen und einschlafen. in fremder einsamkeit braucht man rituale, an denen man sich festhalten kann.

und sogar die verkauften brillen gezaehlt. we ein echter salesrep, der dann jetzt hong-kongdollar-zeichen in den augen haben muesste. ja, es ist gut gelaufen und ich habe fast das planziel erreicht. wahrscheinlich werde ich morgen noch einen kunden besuchen, der nicht besucht werden will, und ihm ganz viele brillen verkaufen, weil er einsehen muss, wie toll die sind.. das koennte passieren.

diese entspannung in dieses kaffeehaussesseln ist ungeheuerlich. das cafe scheint bis nach zehn aufzuhaben oder die servicekraefte sind sehr offen mit dem gaestekehraus.

und immer wieder, die aussendienslereinsamkeit. wie halten meine kollegen das aus. wobei gewoehnung einiges ausmacht und ich bin noch ein absoluter frischling. anfaenger. es koennte leichter werden - oder schwerer... wenn man die kunden laenger betreut, lernt man sie kennen und kann etwas mit ihnen unternehmen. das hilft, denke ich mir. wo man doch praktisch keine anderen menschen kennenlernt.

in der u-bahn bin ich auf einen echten ic! berlinbrillentraeger gestoen. ein programmierer mit frau und kind. wir haben uns kurz unterhalten, ich habe mich bedankt, dem kind eine minibrille geschenkt und die visitenkarten getauscht. ...wenn sie mal nach berlin kommen...

das war der tag... so sagt der tagesthemensprecher am ende der sendung und ich mache das jetzt auch so, obwohl sonntag ist und es hier und in deutschland diese sendung nicht gibt.

das jetlag verabschiedet sich langsam. ich habe bis weit in den spaeten vormittag hinein geschlafen. die sonne knallt schraeg in mein schlafzimmer. meine muedigkeit hat eine solch intensive dichte, dass mich das licht nicht beim schlafen stoert. langsam gewoehne ich mich an die stadt und das blechbrillenverkaufen in diesem moloch. ich bin wieder in dieser strasse, in der einen staendig maenner mit "hello my friend..." ansprechen und irgendwas verkaufen wollen. ich ignoriere sie so konsequent, dass ich nicht mitbekomme, ob es sich um drogen, hotelzimmer oder geschlechtsverkehr handelt.

jetzt sitzt ich wieder bein einem kunden und warte auf den chef, der noch einen kunden hat. sehr angenehmes ambiente. berall unsere brillen und die anmutung insgesamt ist europaisch. schoene menschen arbeiten hier. vielleicht besorge ich mir zwischenzeitlich noch ein 200iges kakao-getraenk beim seven-eleven next door. es gibt eine breite auswahl an milchgetraenken. hmm soll ich?

dann wurde ich eben zeuge eines traenenerfuelltten streites auf einer parkbank. mutter oder gromutter mit tochter, bzw. enkeltochter. es wurde deutsch gestritten... die tochter heulte die ganze zeit: "immer sei sie an allem schuld..." die aeltere frau mit hartem gesicht. ich haette mich fast eingemischt und die junge frau zum blechbrillenverkaufen eingeladen... vielleicht haette ihr das geholfen, wenn sie nicht wirklich an allem schuld ist. das haette mir dann auch geschadet... anyway. beide sind schlielich streitend aufgebrochen, zurueck in ihr hotel. schicksale im fernen osten. wie schade, dass sie sich nicht vergnuegen koennen.

weiter warte ich und soll ich etwas trinken. unhoeflich sollte es nicht sein und energie ist auch wichtig... hmmm, sage ich da mal wieder und waere lieber am sonnenpool in meinem hotel auf dem dach... ja, den gibt es tatsaechlich im 76. stockwerk. that's the place to be... but... ich habe verschlafen und jetzt eben das blechbrilleverkaufending.

hier war mein mobiler computer ploetzlich abgestuerzt und wie durch ein wunder ist der text nicht weg... deshalf fuege ich jetzt auch nichts mehr hinzu...

... die berichte eines reisenden. genauer, der bericht des blechbrillenverkaeufers ralph anderls. das bin ich und das ist die gleiche person, die sie erreichen, wenn sie den spruch auf der brillendose ernst nehmen: "questions, call ralph: +49 177 240 9 150".

in genau diesem moment sitze ich bei einem optiker in der cameron strasse und warte darauf, dass er sich die brillen ansieht und dann kauft. die muedigkeit der langen reise, auch jetlag genannt, sitzt mir in den knochen. die augen brennen. ich koennte adhoc auf meinem wartestuhl einschlafen. wie soll ich bloss gleich die brillen praesentieren? wenigstens ist es schoen warm und die sonne scheint. november, der beste monat fuer diese stadt, sagte mir der servicemann im hotel...

diese stadt ist so voll wie tokyo, aber ohne deren gute manieren. so kann man es sagen. schoene menschen gibt es auch keine. zumindest sind mir keine ueber den weg gelaufen. alles ist riesig und vollgepackt. wie halten es die menschen hier aus? indem sie konsumieren und ihren zielen hinterherrennen. das heisst, das hauptziel ist ueberleben, bzw. reich werden. wer das schon ist, kaempft darum, es zu bleiben oder das geld auszugeben, also es zu zeigen. hong kong ist eine geldstadt. das ist der hauptinhalt. darueber hinaus kann ich nicht so viel erblicken, aber das liegt eher am jetlag, als an meiner objektiven wahrnehmungsfaehigkeit.

und damit es nicht langweilig wird, flimmert alles. z.b. im hotel: der boden des fahrstuhls ist ein bildschirm, auf dem wilde animationen laufen, genau wie auf einem monsterscreen hinter der anmeldung. ueberall ist musik und damit unruhe. des nachts rauscht die klimaanlage und natuerich lassen die fenster sich nicht oeffnen. mein zimmer hat keine praemienaussicht, liegt aber dennoch im 31. stockwerk. alles ist schoen und hochtechnisch. der ipod laesst sich ueberraschend einfach mit dem soundsystem verbinden... whow, technik, die begeistern kann -sagt man das so?

und ich warte noch immer...ob dieses schreiben negativ, also verlaengernd auf die wartezeit wirkt? weil die freunde hier im laden denken, ich sei ja beschaeftigt? oder ich schlafe einfach auf dem stuhl ein und falle dann im tiefschlaf in die brillendekoration.

jetzt kommen neue kunden und ich befuerchte schlimmes. bin bereits eine halbe stunde ueber der zeit. fuer einen echten salesrep wahrscheinlich nichts besonderes... aber fuer mich?!

der optiker entschuldigt sich und klopft mir auf die schulter. ich werde immer mueder und mueder. erhoeht die wartezeit die abnahmemenge? warum kommt sie jetzt, wo in europa aufstehzeit ist. samstag... europa ruht, waehrend asien ackert. wochenenden gibt es hier nicht. der urlaub bezieht sich immer auf den gesamtumfang aller arbeitstage, incl. sams- und sonntage.

ich lehne mich jetzt an meine sampletasche und schlafe ein. oder ich kaufe mir ein getraenk. besonders bloed bzw. erschwerend kommt die christliche weihnachtsfastenzeit hinzu. da trinke ich keinen tee. kaffee ja eh nicht, also keine aufputschenden aufgussgetraenke. alles nicht = total muede. nach drei bis vier tagen ist das vorbei, davor aber die hoelle. die fastenzeit beginnt am 12.11. das war vor 3 tagen.

gute nacht!

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ich warte immer noch... in preussischer manier natuerlich nicht eingeschlafen. meine augen drohen aus ihren hoehlen zu rollen. ich kann sie kaum noch offenhalten. die unentwegt hupenden autos halten wach. sobald ich die augen fuer mehr als 10 sekunden zumache, traeume ich weg in ferne traumwelten. ich glaube ich kaufe mir im nachbarladen noch ein getraenk...das koennte helfen...

...weiter im text: nein ich bin nicht eingeschlafen und die freundlichen kunden haben ordentlich geordert. trotz finanzkrise. was fuer ein job, blechbrillenverkaeufer!! immerauf achse in oder an den brennpunkten dieser welt... leute treffen, die etwas bewegen und sich auskennen. in der fremde mit einheimischen in kontakt zu kommen, zeigt dem reisenden das wahre gesicht einer stadt. kann man das so sagen? ich hatte heute meinen spass, trotz muedigkeit und finanzkrise. die metro ist uebersichtlich und sauber, das shoppingcenter, in dem mein hotel steht, ist das schoenste und aussergewoehnlichste auf der ganzen welt. ich habe sogar schon meinen individuellen stamm-starbucks gefunden. und wenn ich auch wegen der fastenzeit keinen tee trinken darf (verordnung des papstes), so geniesse ich den koestlichen heissen kakao.. dazu wie immer den kostenlosen becher heisses wasser.
morgen besuche ich wieder drei kunden. sonntage zaehlen in asien nicht - hier wird durchgearbeitet und ich gerne mit...

sommerlich sind die temperaturen und ich werde meine braunen sandalen anziehen. dazu die bunte hose und das hawai-shirt...