the avid readers of this blog (all three of you, har har) will know that pieceoplastic and the swiss mentality are not a match made in heaven. its usually quite easy to evade swiss mentaliy - just don’t turn on the tellie - but there are some places where one will still be confronted with it.
one such place is driving on a freeway.
so i just did!
drive on the freeway
creepy stuff.
argh.

only in switzerland you will see this: on a stretch where there is a speedlimitation some guy will go on the fast lane and drive exactly at the allowed speed, just as the guy next to him on the slow lane, somehow the always seem to find such a match, thus effectively building a mobile roadblock of sorts.
needless to say that the guy who did this today (in a long tunnel, i might add) was from zurich, where all the REALLY arrogant and self-rightous people in switzerland are from.

then i passed a truck owned by a company - now get this - J.Killer, who’s driver was called Hans.
arf arf.
some people call me J, get it? so the j. killer would be someone out to kill … i guess its clear now.
but i am glad to say: he missed!

then i passed a guy in big car with my little car and the guy with the big car would speed up, speed up until i had to fall behind and let him go.
needless to say that this guy was from fribourg, where all the REALLY stupid switzerland are from.

then i passed a truck who was spreading out salt, and i lost my vision. the salt somehow had clogged it all up. i had to use my window wipers with that uglyass fluid as a result of which the remaining snow on my car is now blue!

then a guy almost smashed into me.
needless to say that this guy was from st. gallen, where the EVEN MORE stupid people than the one’s from fribourg in switzerland are from.

as i said creepy stuff!
and i guess it did not help that i was listening to the mullholland drive soundtrack full blast….

and now off to berlin, really

what is the difference between bern and berlin ?
two letters! and those two letters are - and the swiss will laugh at this - ‘li’

me? getting ready to travel to berlin, wooheee and visit transmediale play global
i dont know if i will be able to blog much, but if not you ll hear all about it when i come back!

nnnamout… have fun-li

it is a well known fact that the ‘close the door’ button in most elevators is a totally disfunctional placebo, which is placed there just to give the individuals the impression, that they are somehow participating, contributing to the speed of the elevator journey. when we push this button, the door closes in exactly the same time as when we just pressed the desired floor button without ’speeding up’ the the process
[…]
this extreme and clear case of fake participation is an appropriate metaphor of the participation of individuals in our ‘postmodern’ political process.
[…]
according to malbranche we are all the time pressing such buttons and it is god’s incessant activity which coordinates between them and the event that follows, while we think the event results from our pushing the button.

for that reason, it is crucial to maintain open the radical ambiguity of how cyberspace will affect our lives: this does not depend on technology as such but on the mode of its social inscription.

slavoj zizek in mute

the war is coming and it is oh so wrong.
the fossil fuel based old economy is on its way out and the good old boys, used to running things, seem more determined than ever to run the whole world down the drain along with them. this war has been planned for years, there is even a date set for it. i mean can you believe it?

me, i am getting old and ugly. my farts smell worse and worse. hair stops growing where it should, and seems to start growing anywhere else really. my projects are always nice ideas, but fail to attract the masses. the former moodlifting things have run out of steam: music fails to exite, gadgets do it for ever shorter times, shopping is boring and beautiful women don’t even tempt me no more.

—> blues @ pieceoplastic Hq.

i heard about these human shield guys, driving to iraq to protest the war. i was very tempted to go. is this it?

blogging is easy
but a bit cheesy

yap

today in the sauna, with my love, we were talking about blowjob’s.
i said blowjob’s are highly overrated, she was very surprised and she kind of disagreed.

as a fantasy blowjob’s are omnipresent and very strong, but let’s be honest, the actuality of it, the actual act of a blowjob, is not that nice. there are techniques, which make a blowjob a nice enough experience (hand with saliva making the motion, mouth only sucking the tip), but mostly it kind of sucks - literally… he he - and never ever beats the real thing!

think of all the obstructive elements in a mouth: there are teeth, the palate is not very soft, a tongue gets in the way and there is hardly enough room really (unless the man has a very small member, in which case size truely does not matter [for once! he he] !)

so why would blowjobs be nice?
we are continuously told that blowjob’s are the be all and end all in sexual interaction. but i claim that it’s mostly the fantasy of a blowjob, which works for people, not the physical act.

what do you think?
your opinion on this very relevant matter would be highly appreciated …

i really cherrish organic food and i am mostly glad that it has been a growing trend! but when the big supermarkets jump on the bandwagon some absurd organic products will start to appear. in switzerland the two big supermarket chains, migros and coop, seem to try to outdo eachother with yet more stupid ideas of what else they could offer in their respective organic line.
natura plan…. boaahhhh

how about frozen organic croissants with hamfilling? coop!
or do you prefer organic canned ravioli? migros!
no wait! organic microwave lasagne is even more absurd! coop!
or frozen organic quiche with lard? coop!
organic beer is okay, but organic schnapps (kirsch) ??? coop again!

i mean i always thought, that to eat organic also had something to do with eating more wholesome and less prefab stuff.. no?

snowed in and bombed awake again, yet what makes my day so far is that the winner of the women’s figuer skating worldchampionship apparently is called slutskaya…
i mean, come on!

remember bob marley singing “i want to have kaya now”, another word for ganjja, right?
and i can only imagine what a sweet substance a slut’s kaya would be …

that’s the spirit: click here

it snowed last night!
nice?
well it is, but one thing kind of spoils the joyous occasion:
every time it snows here, what wakes us up the next morning are explosions - explosions that make the whole house rattle…

ski resort!
they bomb away the potential avalanches.

i am shure the moutain appreciates