Had a pleasant dinner with one close friend and two nice perceptions:

When she stood up, she had a queer walk from her occasional-sport-sored muscles. Two faces a few tables apart had the "i havn't been fucked like this for a long time" expression on their faces. Or maybe it was just the way she strolled.

Given the market share of a local funeral service company, the chances that, if our lives end here and soon, we would have our last car ride in a vehicle with a licence plate saying "I-Hugo", plus one digit, are about 60%. We agreed that we like parts of the sportswear fashion but not the brand itself.

Life is lovely: Pixelpose.com ("Provide remote viewing of the services for non-attending mourners from their home or office") www.cheekyfunerals.com ("Welcome to Cheeky Funerals the newest and latest portal on the web dedicated to putting the FUN back into Funerals. ") and more, Google directory for funeral services.

Wondering how many people are currently spending most of their days searching for the next Enron, Argentinia, Barings Bank, NPD Informant. You know, the people who brought you a new "Next Big Internet Thing" every month a short while ago. Just to make sure they were right sometimes afterwards.

If Germany would write a song for Der Spiegel, it probably would be Matthew Herbert's You saw it all.