on my tour through soho i get into a sex toy shop. the shop looks very much like pop culture. i see all kinds of penis shaped instruments: dildos made of glass, of hard rubber, and other ones made of very soft glibberish rubber. the soft penisses are not erect (and can not be erected). the sizes range form small to very big, the colour from a little too yellow to brown. i wonder what they are for?
most of the dildos now include butt plugs. quite a few of the plugs are bunny shaped with a pair of nice ears. one model comes even with a bunny face.

appear on tv. siegfried (roy?) has obviously ok recovered from his injuries which he suffered from a tiger attack (very probably: white tiger). he is all tanned, his hair is dyed suberblond, his eyebrows are black. same thing with his lifetime partner. the hair colour gives them kind of an unnatural appearance. roy (siegfried?) has still got that striking german accent (after living in the states forever).

every time after having food i do the dishes. i go into detail when cleaning the kitchen board from breadcrumbs and poppyseeds. those bastards should not feast on the tiniest leftovers of my breakfast! as soon as i am finsihed with cleaning a hole catches my attention: the drain. there was sth about roaches liking water and coming out from waterpipes and drains…

a red spider in the bathtub. it tries to climb out of the tub, but always slides back. i watch it for a while. the next day it’s gone.

whenever i open a glass of peanut butter i can’t stop eating. peanut butter has this compelling taste of slight sweet and sour…

one day after the big snowfall (sunday 12 feb) the snow starts to melt. new yorkers zigzag around piles of melting snow and big puddles on all street corners. after jumping around like a bunny i understand that i have to buy winter shoes. i do that.
they look stupid.
three days later the snow is gone. now it’s sunshine every day.

i went jogging today along the hudson river. as soon as i leave the house it starts to rain. i decide to go running anyway. on the hudson river it starts pouring and a very strong wind begins to blow. still worth it. like on sunday, in the snow, my feet get wet. back at home i have a closer look at my 5 to 7 years old sneakers. they look ok at first glance:

but:

someone’s gotta do sth about this…

in the meantime i have taken precautions against cockroach attacks. i have found a safe place where to store my bread: in a plastic bag on the coathanger. i hope the roaches won’t build an airbridge like the americans did in postwar berlin.

a bit self-referential…

coming home yesterday evening i see another insect on my fridge. i watch it, it seems to watch me in turn, its antennas radiating attentively. those bastards are smart. as i think of the rubber gloves which are stashed under the sink an idea comes to my mind: squash the bug! the rubber glove put on, my left hand approaches the bug. as my hand casts a shadow over the cockroach it immediately stops moving. we both keep still for a while. i wonder who is faster as my index finger gets down on the bug. yeah, got it! soon afterwards another bug appears. i kill it too. i am looking forward to meet their mother, although i will not squash it with my finger. it’s already to big. gotta grab a hammer or sth…

i come home in the evening and turn on the light. just in time to spot a 3 cm big cockroach! it’s still winter and they are already here! speaking of them: other little insects crawling over the sink, probably cockroach babies…

the only weather report that is always late!

with an artist friend from the ISCP i go to williamsburg to visit the PS1 museum. the snow is up to 50cm high. in the late afternoon i start to feel cold in my sneakers and i discover the following…