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No drinks, no coffee

Sitting in the chair, looking at the wall: Grey to the left, yellowish on the right side. An air-conditioner humming. Distant music, very distant, something classic. On the ceiling they pinned a kind of poster, blue deep, kind of fish to the sides – remembered a very old screen-saver …
I wiggled my toes in my shoes. That reminded me of Bukowksy, who once describes as he sits on a chair and waits and wiggles his toes, because nothing else is to be done. Hank is dead.

Then she comes in, thin, energetic, strong handed, freckled. And yes, we will remove this tooth now, shouldn’t be a problem. It became a problem. After 40 minutes working, drilling and asking “for the big one”, we took another x-ray. Obviously the one-sided-rotten baby-tooth on it’s other side was nearly unbreakable. She called her colleague and they had a conference. They decided to drill on. My remarks about quality-teeth and whether I would make it into a magazin-article were not helpful. At least she laughed. After 80 minutes they gave up – if the remaining ruins do not come out after that, they will stay there for the rest of my time. They pampered the crater and handed me the pain-killers. I asked for “H” but was denied. Instead they gave me a paper with the “Don’ts”. Sadly I am not allowed to get awfully drunk this evening and may not have coffee tomorrow. I drove home.
After some hours I could feel my tongue and different parts of my face again. Whatever she injected into the flesh of my mouth before starting to pull – I am very thankful for it.
Maybe in three months she’ll attack the one on the other side of the jaw.

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Tschuff

Spent the whole day on the trains seemingly. Do not remember much of the morning sat half-awake watching a lady eating a sandwich for more than half an hour and tried to ignore the noise she made. I attended a seminar which was pretty good. And had a possibility to visit the ex-capital of western Germany, Bonn – now a small university-town in the Rhineland again. Dripping from well fed bourgeoise self-contentment. Had a fine 3 hours-something ride back in an IC up the Rhine-valley, Loreley included: The full program in autumnal late-afternoon-sun.

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Shark

That is what Amanda’s fine shark-kidden reminded me of.
It is by Franquin, the creator of Gaston Lagaffe, from an album “Schwarze Gedanken / Idées Noires“. The german wikipedia-article is not bad. Sorrily I found no examples of his “black thoughts” available on the web.

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As it can be

Yesterday was for a long time the first “real” sunday! A beautiful autumn-day with clear-blue sky, fresh but not cold air. I lie down on a blanket in a meadow and the sun gently burns my face. Later in the afternoon I went to a concert in a nearby village, pianist and singer, and I heared an impressive mezzo-soprano: This lady has unbelievable power in her voice, she gave some funny and friendly songs and two very sad and touching Mahler-Lieder. The pianist is a friend, she allowed herself to freak out with Chopin, just let go – it was a pleasure that made people frenetically applauding. The audience was small due to the fine weather and the bad promotion. It was a kind of test too. They will bring their programm to the city, larger places – I wish them luck and success, they deserve it!
And now for work.

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