Sep 2006
Bad Day
Sep 25 2006-20:21
Well, it wasn't really so bad, at least up until about 3pm.. when i was moving a race car from the lower workshop to the upper one, to do a setup. For the second time in my life, i had a race car fall off the rolling stand. The first one, some time ago, was not so bad. a small Formula Ford, not too heavy and a slow fall that i was able to control with my leg and some luck. this one, however, is a one tonne sedan car and tended to drop a lot faster... i tell ya what, there is an odd calm that decends over you when you realize that a 150,000 Euro car is falling over... luckily (?) i was a bit hurt and was able to sit on the ground for a bit and realize what had happened. there was enough people around and we managed to get it back where it needed to be, and somehow, there was no damge (that we could see at least) so after we got it sorted, work just seemed to continue as normal...
Later i started singing 'I Don't Like Monday's' to myself.. felt appropriate. :)
BT
Later i started singing 'I Don't Like Monday's' to myself.. felt appropriate. :)
BT
Home? For Real? Finally!
Sep 17 2006-22:17
ok.. it's sometime monday night.. i am shattered. why? you ask. good question. if you have time to read a tale of woe, read on: most of this is just pasted from an email to a friend, so it might read strange, but i was not about to retype the whole fucking thing!
just a preamble to set the stage at least. i was in Germany, and was to come home sunday night. it was to be a 7hour 50min ride, consisting of 3 transfers. starting at Bielefeld to Dortmund-Basel-Bern-Lyss (home) due into Lyss at 00:36. the very last train before the rail system shuts for the night.
as you know, the train from Bielefeld was just about on time, but there was a problem on the tracks somewhere near Dortmund. so instead of going to Dortmund, the train i was on went to Hagen. My train (that i was supposed to get on in Dortmund) also goes to Hagen. there was lots of announcements about what train on which track to get to go here or there when we get to Hagen, and i heard that my train (the 603) would be waiting at Hagen. about 10 minutes from Hagen, a new announcement said that no, the 603 would NOT be there anymore. i couldn't understand what to do after that. sorta figured it out though.
i was to get the next train on the same track in Hagen and take that to Koln. naturally i took a seat in first class. fuck them, i deserved it. one stop after Hagen, there is another problem on the tracks. Sunday night must be a very depressing night, and people feel they need to throw themselves in front of trains...
get to Koln and i have to take the next train that arrives to Manheim... again first class. this time my ticket was checked. i tried to explain to him that i did not have a ticket for this train. that much he knew, but i was ok. he of course mentioned that i had a 2nd class ticket, i told him i deserved a first class upgrade. he agreed :)
Manheim, take the next train that arrives to Basel (almost home) except that it looks like i can only get to Bern, and not all the way home to Lyss, because the Swiss rail system shuts around mid-night. once again, first class. once again, checked. this time no questions about my first class upgrade.
Basel. get the 00:11 train (very last one from Basel) and i have to change in Olten... here's where it gets freaky. i was tired and in and out of sleep you see. when it stopped in Olten, i woke up, in a slight panic mode. ran off the train, checked the board for the connecting train. it was a 00:51 train to Bern. and the next one after that (or so i thought, more on this later) was 01:51 to Bern. Now you need to remember i just woke up. i look up to check the 'clock' i fucking swear it was a clock, and see that is says 00:53. after the departure time of the train to Bern... i didn't ask anyone, or follow anyone (there were others that were trying to get to Bern) i just assumed that the train from Basel was late and i had missed my connection. so i wandered the train station, read some signs, tried to think of what to do for an hour, when i went up to the platform that my train was going to be on. then it hit me.... i saw a real 'clock' and realized it was actually 00:55 right now, and remember about 15 minutes had passed since i arrived in Olten...
here is what happened.. my train was right on time (Swiss and all) the first 'clock' i saw was actually the departure time for the train that i had just left. so i 'missed' the actual 00:51 to Bern and had one hour to kick myself in the ass about missing it. fuck.
well, 01:50 comes, and no train arrives. what the fuck? a closer look at the schedule board, and i realize that the 01:51 is only on saturday and sunday.. 'but it is sunday' i thought. no.. it's past midnight - it's monday. fuck... check the board again, the next train is 05:33 to Biel. i will take that one. have a very bad 3 hours sleep on the platform, the train stops at every fucking station on the way, i get to Biel and finally to Lyss at 7am. walk home, change, eat breakfast and go to work. unglaublich...
BT
just a preamble to set the stage at least. i was in Germany, and was to come home sunday night. it was to be a 7hour 50min ride, consisting of 3 transfers. starting at Bielefeld to Dortmund-Basel-Bern-Lyss (home) due into Lyss at 00:36. the very last train before the rail system shuts for the night.
as you know, the train from Bielefeld was just about on time, but there was a problem on the tracks somewhere near Dortmund. so instead of going to Dortmund, the train i was on went to Hagen. My train (that i was supposed to get on in Dortmund) also goes to Hagen. there was lots of announcements about what train on which track to get to go here or there when we get to Hagen, and i heard that my train (the 603) would be waiting at Hagen. about 10 minutes from Hagen, a new announcement said that no, the 603 would NOT be there anymore. i couldn't understand what to do after that. sorta figured it out though.
i was to get the next train on the same track in Hagen and take that to Koln. naturally i took a seat in first class. fuck them, i deserved it. one stop after Hagen, there is another problem on the tracks. Sunday night must be a very depressing night, and people feel they need to throw themselves in front of trains...
get to Koln and i have to take the next train that arrives to Manheim... again first class. this time my ticket was checked. i tried to explain to him that i did not have a ticket for this train. that much he knew, but i was ok. he of course mentioned that i had a 2nd class ticket, i told him i deserved a first class upgrade. he agreed :)
Manheim, take the next train that arrives to Basel (almost home) except that it looks like i can only get to Bern, and not all the way home to Lyss, because the Swiss rail system shuts around mid-night. once again, first class. once again, checked. this time no questions about my first class upgrade.
Basel. get the 00:11 train (very last one from Basel) and i have to change in Olten... here's where it gets freaky. i was tired and in and out of sleep you see. when it stopped in Olten, i woke up, in a slight panic mode. ran off the train, checked the board for the connecting train. it was a 00:51 train to Bern. and the next one after that (or so i thought, more on this later) was 01:51 to Bern. Now you need to remember i just woke up. i look up to check the 'clock' i fucking swear it was a clock, and see that is says 00:53. after the departure time of the train to Bern... i didn't ask anyone, or follow anyone (there were others that were trying to get to Bern) i just assumed that the train from Basel was late and i had missed my connection. so i wandered the train station, read some signs, tried to think of what to do for an hour, when i went up to the platform that my train was going to be on. then it hit me.... i saw a real 'clock' and realized it was actually 00:55 right now, and remember about 15 minutes had passed since i arrived in Olten...
here is what happened.. my train was right on time (Swiss and all) the first 'clock' i saw was actually the departure time for the train that i had just left. so i 'missed' the actual 00:51 to Bern and had one hour to kick myself in the ass about missing it. fuck.
well, 01:50 comes, and no train arrives. what the fuck? a closer look at the schedule board, and i realize that the 01:51 is only on saturday and sunday.. 'but it is sunday' i thought. no.. it's past midnight - it's monday. fuck... check the board again, the next train is 05:33 to Biel. i will take that one. have a very bad 3 hours sleep on the platform, the train stops at every fucking station on the way, i get to Biel and finally to Lyss at 7am. walk home, change, eat breakfast and go to work. unglaublich...
BT
Playing Horse-y
Sep 16 2006-23:51
You see, i have this crazy unfounded fear of horses.. well, if you knew the reason, then you might not think it is unfounded. however, you don't, so you may think it is foolish. i mean, come on; it;s a horse! not a poisonous snake or a shark, right? yea, well. so on the weekend, i went to visit Katrin in Germany, and she is, for lack of a better word, a horse person. meaning she knows what the fuck she is doing around horses - unlike me :) she offered to me that i ride her horse! an older horse, quite tame, but lazy. well, long story short, there i was, on the horses' back! all we did was go in circles (well, i tried to at least) at a walking pace, but the horse always kept going back to Katrin! i felt bad to pull on the riegns to control him...
i still have trouble comprehending how people go really fast on a horse, and sometimes through the trees too! i mean, i will drive a race car fast, up to a corner, turn, and know the car will go where i want it to (normally!) but do that on a horse and you gotta think 'hey, this horse might not do what i want, and then what??' crazy. big respect for horse riders! :)
BT
i still have trouble comprehending how people go really fast on a horse, and sometimes through the trees too! i mean, i will drive a race car fast, up to a corner, turn, and know the car will go where i want it to (normally!) but do that on a horse and you gotta think 'hey, this horse might not do what i want, and then what??' crazy. big respect for horse riders! :)
BT
Full Head
Sep 03 2006-13:07
Had some great thoughts today, but far too many of them. A few came in floods and waves, and a couple hit me good and made me stop in my tracks. However, as usual, all of them seemed to leave me when i needed them the most. Like now that i am typing this shit out. i should really be in bed, but i can't quite figure out why i don't sleep much recently. it's not helping.
i finally got my software that i was waiting for since May! and i spent last night planning how i would spend most of today sorting it out and doing more to communicate to everyone. However, today was a different story. i got the stuff installed and sorted, did a bit of playing, then fucked around for the rest of the day and ignored the fact that i had a shit load of things i wanted to do... sad, fucking sad. Procrastination. i managed to get one email off today. one. fuck. and i know for sure that tomorrow, when i tell myself to do some more orginzing, something 'cool' will come up and i will go and do that, and put this off yet another day...
fuck it, going to bed
BT
i finally got my software that i was waiting for since May! and i spent last night planning how i would spend most of today sorting it out and doing more to communicate to everyone. However, today was a different story. i got the stuff installed and sorted, did a bit of playing, then fucked around for the rest of the day and ignored the fact that i had a shit load of things i wanted to do... sad, fucking sad. Procrastination. i managed to get one email off today. one. fuck. and i know for sure that tomorrow, when i tell myself to do some more orginzing, something 'cool' will come up and i will go and do that, and put this off yet another day...
fuck it, going to bed
BT