There are multiple reasons for having a hobby, although nowadays it’s often not called that way. You can have a hobby to improve your skills in an activity that’s not too important just to show you still can do it, whatever it may be. You can enjoy social intercourse or you can come to new thoughts in doing sports or taking photos, which all in all can be very relaxing.
So I guess it’s good to everyone to have one or two hobbies. For some people a hobby is even that one specific thing that they need to have in order to differ from other personalities. The very identifying characteristics of this kind of hobby is: You can’t keep it for yourself. Otherwise other people couldn’t make out the difference:
So, good morning to Lexi. Hope you had a good start into the day ;-).
I’d really like to know: When did people start making poetical conversation on wine? When did it occur that just drinking it and saying Aaaaah wasn’t just enough? Is there really a connection between this metaphorical talk and a taste or is this just some kind of complex marketing?
If you work in the wine business you centainly have to talk in this specific manner. People that buy expensive wine do want this kund of chat before buying wine. As if to say: When you’re not even capable of talking of this whine in a metaphorical way — why buying it and not drink cola instead?
So there’s a mixing movement between the world of aestetics and the world of marketing when it comes to selling wine. And taking this manner of speaking over to other topics the symbolism of this manner speaking dominates the actual thought:
Whenever guys have had a real intense relationship to a girl and they talk about it, they will tell you what changed in their behaviour: How they learned to work as a team, how they arranged their various interests, how to set up plans for both of them, how to keep an eye on the welfare of the other one.
Still, quite a few girls dominate a relationship because they set up their own private language guys have to follow: There are special looks, quite hidden to others, men must realize. Special words as broad hints you have to identify on the run. This is not meant to be mean in any sense, you just turn out to be a specialist in that private language.
Here is one of them. The great morning difference between snuggling and rubbing:
Es tut sich was in Bielefeld. Soviel habe selbst ich mittlerweile mitbekommen. Es sind wohl nicht mehr die Großstädte, die Kultur nachhaltig prägen und befördern, sondern die kleinen Ecken, in denen still und heimlich etwas emporkeimt. Vielleicht sind die Großstädte einfach zu voll, zu überladen an Kulturschaffenden, die sich nur noch gegenseitig auf die Füße treten und sich nur selbst ins Gehege kommen.
Jetzt bevölkert ein weiterer bescheiden Großer die Welt von Twitter: Sacha Brohm hat sich erbarmt, seinen Jüngern in den Mikroblogkosmos zu folgen.
Gerade so als wolle er die Überbewertetheit von Tweeds aufs Korn nehmen, verwendet er, quasi als Abschluss des internationalen Frauentages, nur einen halben Tweet für folgende Geistreichheit:
Ich habe gelacht, ich gebe es zu — und ja, derartige Namen zähle ich auch zu Poesie.
There should be some kind of spring outside right about now. But climate change ruins our feelings of seasons as well. In some places the snow just came back over the weekend, although people were really prepared for the winter coming to an end.
Spring fever was indeed on of those feelings that had to do with the weather. But in some way you we’re also accustomed that it came out to a specific time of year.
Do we have to chance our sensual acclimatization due to climate change? At least for some this is a difficult time:
So, the Olympic Games 2010 endet yesterday.
It’s still a remarkable event, don’t you think? You can watch all those perfect trained athletes fighting in all those strange disciplines for the one golden medal. You can try to imagine what tactics are used, what tension the athletes feel. You can be engrossed in the games you watch. You can think of how you would try to manage those athletic task’s.
And sometimes you take this Olympic spirit right into your own life…
The iphone has changed the world. The users of the iPhone think that’s positive, the not-users don’t care, think it’s an oversized toy or wish to have one. The iPhone makes you concentrate on that electronik thing all day, otherwise it wouldn’t be useful.
You can buy with it, sleep with it, read with it, travel with it, you can bind your necktie, track your weight with it and lot’s more.
The world gets richter with the iPhone. You can see daily what unforseen things the iPhone makes happen — it’s unbelievable:
Things would be different without the permanent use of iPhones, don’t you think?
There was Valentine’s Day yesterday — the day of harmony and love for couples and the day of having a pain in the ass for all singles, due to not having anything to celebrate in an equal manner.
If you’re reading carefully on twitter you can see between the lines that this event is especially celebrated…
… and you’re also secretly informed when & how:
Good for you, I guess.
We’re already firm with tweets from the toilet. But so far those tweets only dealt with people using the toilet the one way.
Let’s face people using it the other way.
How nice to see John Savaage is still interested in aesthetics while having a look into the toilet he’s just using and wants it to be more appealing.
Or is there another error in taste?