I will focus on work now. No, wait: NOW.

But first I have to get the little people in the raincoats out of my brain.

When mother came back to the kitchen ...

... she saw that the monsters had gotten into the pie again.

KA-POW! is my middle name.

There's probably a law against inner city porch fire making.

But honestly: Tonight I really don't care.

I haven't quite decided yet ...

... whether I want to be a cowboy or a pirate when I grow up. But I guess I still have time.

Pretty smart move to put the signs so high ...

  ... that the rats can't read them. Hehehehehe.

Seeing is creating

Yesterday I found an amazing piece of unintended decollage art on a billboard at Bremen central station. So much to discover when you zoom into the picture! I love the flames and explosions on the left, but also the raven king in his ermine cape on the right.

Watch your step!

49,000 chicks die in Leipzig airplane fire.

An Antonov airplane belonging to a Ukrainian air carrier transporting live chicks burnt down at the airport of Leipzig, Germany, overnight to Friday. Media reported that the fire broke out, when the engines were switched on. All 49,000 chicks died. I wonder: Why are they shipping live chicks from Germany to Russia? Apart from the emotional factor: Does that mean that incubating eggs is cheaper in Germany than in Russia? Does that mean raising chickens is cheaper in Russia than in Germany? Even if you have to buy them a return ticket? And what's the regular body count aboard Ukrainian transport planes? Is 50% still profitable in the chicken business?

It's so nice to have someone to not talk to.

Don't accept rectangles from strangers. (Applies only to singing bears.)

"I will not look down on people anymore", said the giant confidently and stepped outside.

Urban farming – every bushel counts!

Is this the proof that ...

... bees are so smart they can read symbols – or that they're so stupid they blindly follow any instruction they're given?

Something about this spring feels so wrong.