tonight is one of those hot and humid summer nights which always remind me of the time i spend down in louisianna..the bayou state. i used to travel a lot to the states..always to miami, atlanta, charlston, baton rouge, lake charles and new orleans of course..down to the dirty south..i remeber when i went there the first time..i arrived at 3 in the morning..tired from a flight which had lastet for 9 hours or so...but when i went out into the night..what can i say..the first time my foot touched louisianna ground i was in love with it....i came back ..again and again...and here in europe..we rarely have those nights...its hot and you know the thunderstorm is coming..you can taste the electricy in the air...you stroll around..you listen to the city below your window...drink direkt from the bottle..sweat runs and your skin is hungry..your fingers are hungry...i think of the lights of the city as they disapered behind me that night..the night when i went out of town to an adress which was scribbled on a crumbled-up piece of paper...the first two cabs didnt want to bring me there...i dont drive there , mister cabdriver said..you better wouldnt too , he added with a strange look up and down me....i rember the dark trees on both sides of the streets..blues on the radio...plastic roses and old postcards glued in the edges of the windows...i remeber the things i was asked to bring..cool and dry underneath my sweaty fingertips...i could taste the swamp ..the bayou..on my tongue...the humid air made my hair..my jewfro how my friends called it when they teased me..curl up...and sweat left traces of salt along my neck and my chest...the thunderstorm was coming...its one of those nights again...i remember because i have been there...its such a night where anything can happen..to you as well

you are sticky and sweet, colored black, dont look back and i love you

during the last years it has become chic to use crema di balsamico on almost everything eadable..like for example on..uhm..anything...i m not a big fan of "trends" and "chic" but i like this crema too ..just in a more modest amount..like for salads or for example desserts...and a while ago i even found out how to make that sticky sweet stuff at home..which is even a better reason to poor it over anything in your fridge..so if you are a friend of food in general and italian in special..well..cook your own crema di balsamico..its really not a big deal but totaly tasty...

caramelize 2 eating spoons of white sugar in a pot..erase it with about 150 ml aceto balsamico vinegar and add then 150 ml port wine as well as 150 ml deep dark and fruity red wine...whisk it all slowly and thoughtfully while you whistle "thats amoreeeee" and reduce the mixture on middle heat for about 50 minutes until the creme becomes a tasty and sticky syrup like texture...well done...i m sure out there are some people who like it sticky and sweet things..:-)

once upon a time there were 3 little girls who went to the police academy..

one of them beauties were jill munroe aka farah fawcett...charlys angels re runs were a important part of my child hood..damned how i liked these tough cool and..well sexy! ladies...

today, at the age of 62 farah fawcett died of cancer in los angeles-her longtime partner ryan o'neal was at her side throughout her final days......she never made it to "real" hollywood fame..but to me she was always mighty mighty cool...look at that picture of her..the lady total rocks that board....she still does...

small vers. tall

today my friend kael asked me how i would discribe him..

hm, i said, small, muskular, shy at first, charming at times, and def. smart

he: i m not small...i am ....average!

me:..well..i m 6, 2 and you are 5,8....

he: just because you are tall that dont means i m small...i m average...5,7..thats small!

alice in wonderland

alice in wonderland has always been my favourite book..especially when i was a child and my mother read it to me..maybe because she never made me believe that it was a book for children..its a weired and wild ride through drug abuse, alcoholism , hallucination..its about running away and finding yourself..about domination and submission..when i was a child i thought its about me..that points a bad light on my childhood i guess but what can i do..anyway...tim burton films recently

his own version of alice in wonderland and judging by the first look on it it will be awsome...with a cast like h bonham carter, johnny depp and anne hathaway and many more it must be another genius piece of burtons work...with the typical burton look mais oui..dark yet colorfull costumes..the typical burtonesque victorian style...and with johnny depp as the mad hatter..i m sure he has not much to act and play to appear mad..he is just made for roles like that..really cant wait to see it..in..sigh*..2010

i need a muse...

..so.who wants to kiss me...

only a few weeks left for me to write short fiction until i start to focus on my novel only...i tried really hard to write on my novel and to work on short fiction aside that..but..somehow the plot ..or rather say the atmosphere of the short stories i was working on always oozed into my novel work...so i decided to stop writing short fiction for a while and concentrate on my book..which is pretty hard for me since i love LOVE writing short stories..well..maybe i ll write short fiction on the weekend..just for fun..to relax myself and...anyway,,,right now i m working on a piece which is dark..moist...extreme...and there is a character..not reallxy developed yet...and i seek him or her inside me..on the nightly streets..in bars..in voices under my window..between the pages of certain books..the images ...and on the ground of my favourite drinks bottle..but it hesitates..still...so..when do you come and kiss me..so i can breathe life inside you?

smut chicken..chicken for smut?

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