A) I've been too busy to post because I have embarked on a lucrative career in the Poor But Sexy city of Berlin, one which precludes any rants on counter culture and/or general annoyances on the lack of proper salsa for my boo ree toes.
B) I've finally given up my creative dream and have begun a career of sucking. Something or someone.
To answer those 23 of you who have followed my scratchings thusfar:
NONE OF THE ABOVE.
Still here, still doing The Thang, but less of it. I did in fact suck down drei pfannkuchen mit kirsch last week; it was the first time in months. Apparently I'm too fat. My wife keeps telling me that.
Oh yeah! I also got married on Thanksgiving Thursday, November 28, 2013 in Gibraltar. I didn't pick that date. They did. We took it. We're thankful.
Coming to the end of another apartment lease, I have to wonder:
A) Has our time come? Have the hipsters and yuppies/yummies finally got a stranglehold on all the available rentals left in Berlin?
B) When you ask for a reason why you can't renew your lease, your landlord replies "It is a free market. We can rent to whoever we choose," do you think there's some sort of underground conspiracy going on?
C) Should I get medieval on some asses?
D) Where's the next city/country/haven?
Oh yeah, they kicked me off the ad program for foul language. Well, at least I kept my fucking dignity.
I can't say much more except to say that someone has said it all before--and better--than my humble self.
One such example of How Things Got Fucked in Berlin:
http://thebaffler.com/past/sacking_berlin
Read it and weep. Or come here and buy a fucking condo. Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
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