I've lived in Germany for three years now. But I'm in Oregon with the family:

"On one hand, this Messiah gig is a bitch." Paul Beatty's White Boy Shuffle

Taska made a page from Benny's party Sunday.

"You can never be nowhere. No matter how hard you try. Not even in the middle of the desert. The further you get from one place, the closer you are to someplace else, and when you try to drop out of the world altogether you'll find that wherever you land is still a part of it. There will be people there who make things just as complicated as the things you were trying to get away from. So you may as well settle on a place and get it in order." from Car Camping by Mark Sundeen.

Aaron + Nensi had Noah Indigo today. 3.8 kilos (8.4 lbs) @ 16.55.

Berlin is a fucking crazy place. Marc and I are on our way to Roberta Bar for a beer and we see a small fire in front of Zionskirche. We left about 1. Click the Indian!

I don't know how I feel about getting pictures like this in my e-mail. I'm glad my brother's in his last month of being a cop (he's in the row facing the camera).

Marc and I are eating outside, watching the birds. He says: "I've always had an affinity with sparrows." I don't know what it means either.

I stole this from Scott Anderson. He lives in Berlin too. And is a cyclist.

I never thought about it before, but Zitty pointed it out: In German, luck and happiness are the same word.

Sometimes you date a teenager. Sometimes she sends you pictures. The Sabse (in U60311):

Sunday dinner at Diana's.
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