Thank God It’s Christmas

Yes, I am listening to Queen and their Christmas song. We are on our way home and I am so very much looking forward to having a few days of a cheesy Christmas time. I have downloaded the perennial Christmas classic “A Christmas Story” and for Barbara “Love Actually” as well as the Johnny Cash Christmas album – we are good to go.

The closer we get to home, the more snow we have and it is snowing right now.

When you live in a non-Christian country where it is July all year long, you become a sucker for the Christmas season….well, at least I do.

More after we arrive at our place.

Stay sharp…

Markus \m/



Sometimes bad shit happens and life   sucks. But so far, at least for me, a little while later, life sends you a little “pick-me-up”. However, you have to recognize it as such, in order to get the balancing effect. If you don’t recognize these little positive events in yor life, you’ve missed a beautiful highlight…..and that would be a major bummer, wouldn’t it.

We had breakfast today where I had mixed fruit smoothie with strawberries . The strawberries were cut and arranged such that they made big fat kisses from inside the glass.

That’s the way to start a day.

Cheers Markus \m/

A True Alternative Is Nigh

Yes these are trying times. There are news coming in from every corner of the  planet and most of them are bad, disconcerting news. And as of February of this year we are witnessing how the United States are slowly converted into what appears to be a monarchy…possibly oligarchy. But do not despair. A friend of mine sent me a few weeks a go a beacon of hope; A mantra to rally around; I don’t want to call it “a convenience-based Statue Of Liberty for the App-spoiled populous of the twnety-first century”, but it is close.


A man with a pair of testicles, who is prepared to do the right thing. That’s what makes a man, a man. Such a man is Jeff “the Dude / Duder / his Dudeness / El Duderino” Lebowski.

A man of his time, for this time. A man who recognizes travesty, even when the wind blows in his face, will bring change about to the travesty that has become our daily politics.
Cheers, stay sharp and don’t despair, for the dude abides.

Markus \m/


Today, I do not have a single specific topic, but more of a mixed bag – a potpourri, if you will. I have had a lousy day and I wanted to get the stupid stuff off my mind, so I immersed myself in a few photos.

We start with Bangkok. The elevated pedestrian path hovering over the intersection near MBK, BACC and Siam Center was renovated recently. As part of the architecture they put up parasols, with paintings by local artists. This is one of these parasols – it allows the eyes to wander and explore.

While in Germany, we went for walks and enjoyed the fresh mountain air and the occasional whiffs of “dairy-air”.

I love this picture, because of the shy expression the calf gives me and the camera. On second thought – I must admit – I am thinking “Wiener Schnitzel”.

While in Füssen, we walked along the River Lech, when I saw this motive. I it beautifully confusing and requires the observer to immerse oneself into the image to see what’s what.

We also found a great Viennese Cafe. A Vienna woman and her husband ran the place. She was the real deal and so were their hot chocolates and cakes – Applestrudel and Marillenstrudel – “Good Times, I cherish these moments”.I will close with a little street-art, which we found underneath a bridge. I love the color contrast and the contrast in motive.

Alright, dear readership. Stay Sharp and don’t let the stupid stuff get to you….and yes, I know this can be a challenge at times.

Cheers Markus \m/

The Man In The Arena 

A few months ago, a good friend of mine sent me a poem to put some perspective on a situation I found myself in. The poem itself was notnwritten as anpoem, but as a speech given by Theodore Roosevelt in 1910. It resonated with  me a lot, because it captures, considers and appreciates the  situation of people in the dirt amd in the trenches, performin the actual work. It does not judge the outcome per se, but instead considers the relationship between the people putting in an honest effort to do the right thing and the people passing judgement from the convenience of a spectator perspective.

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

“Now go kick some ass.”

The last sentence, my friend added to bring a speech from 1910 to 2017.

Now, stay sharp and pay attention to when you are “the man in the arena” and when you pass quick judgement from the comforts of being a spectator.

Cheers Markus \m/