Tomorrow June 1st….I was in Germany all last June so that’s 11 of the last 12 months here….swell….I think I should have a one year party…or something….

white n nerdy just came on….”fluent in java script as well as Klingon”….”Only question I find hard is do I like Kirk or do I like Picard”

So Jeff (dad) had a small spill on his bike last Friday night…It was a bit funny and is rather etched in my head for some reason…so normally when dad rides his bike it’s like the scene from Butch Cassidy n the Sundance Kid. Large high speed out of control circles (in the pedestrian areas….small children and animals be damned…)
however after wine at Fressgasse, dinner at the Indian restaurant with the saffas, sanne and I dad decided to see how slow one could possibly ride a bike….the answer is something like 10 meters per minute. Problems happen when dad panics because cars are driving up behind him (dad decided to ride in the street)….when cars drive up behind him dad panics and turns his wheel 90 degrees….at normal speeds this might work, but at 10 meters per minute dad ends up breaking his bike and falling all over himself….however since it was only himself in jeopardy it seemed that noone was rushing to help him….
luckily the car waited for him to limp his broken bike and himself off to the side of the street…..we did minor surgery on the sidewalk and now alles klaaar….