Reading will make you rich…
Aaaaand we’re back…this time for real…The door jammed to the toilet so I had to wait for the cleaninglady for 21 days. And believe me…it’s no picknick living in 5 sq feet living off soap and hot water. On the upside I can now recite the text on the back of a L’oreal shampoo in my sleep. Might come in handy if you ever meet a girl who’s into shampoo and stuff like that…
Cutting to the chase we’ve been busy and no..that’s not an excuse…but really…it is. Phones are ringing off the hook and sometimes we get a mail to. It’s wonderful and in no way annoying that you don’t ever have an day to work without interruptions. Guess now we now how Coleridge felt when he was writing Kubla Khan…But we’re doing all sorts of graphics and websites and love every bit of it. All of them fantastic and very speciel. (Same as myself…and if you don’t believe me just ask my mother. I’m a very special boy with special needs…)
A story… And this isn’t a regular story but more like a story of the sliding doors kind’a thing. I crafted it with my very own hands, so you better like it… In the little town of Shcprenzenberglauer am scleindeind lived a little boy. His name…Adolph Hitler..he was, as I am, a very special boy with the rather odd feature of having a moustache at the age of 3. Every morning he would shave it in the form of a brick and always tell his mother that this was the first brick in the line of many to build the “Second Reich”. Many years later he changed this to the “Third Reich” as he discovered that a small amusementpark in Ohio had an old wooden waterpark named ”The Second Reich” after the managers son (Hans Reich) and that the foresight of the very same manager had led to a copyright of this very name. As he thought about the various fields of work in which he could develop his passion for brown and structure his mind wandered to the old brownstone he passed every tuesday afternoon on his way to ping-pong practise. It was brown and had a lot of structure. Adolph was a boy of quick decisions and decided to go into real estate. He quickly learned that there were a lot of people in this business and thought it better to have a bit of edge. (Somewhere around here Adolph grows up in order to keep the story going and avoid stupid comments about a realestate agency being run three years old boy…) He hired an intern and had same brown uniforms made in order to give it a bit of an edge…Adolph was new in the business. He had a lot of pride and didn’t want to ask any of his competitors advice. Instead he sought out a restaurent where the very same competitors had lunch every day. This way he could eavesdrop on the conversations taking place. One quiet thuesday afternoon, having spend 3 hours eating a large bowl of onionsoup, two diet cokes and a second order of bread, while watching the occasional car going by the window, he suddenly found himself sitting right next to one of the top dogs in the business…He felt his left hand tightening the grip on the fork while trying to avoid squinting to the waitress watching him from the corner. (The waitress being a slightly paranoid girl named Eva Brown who just returned from New York with a failed TV career on her CV…Adolph liked her but couldn’t quite figure if it was on account of her last name as he had never spoken to her) After some small talk he suddenly picks up the top dog telling his apprentice that if he could give one, and only one, piece of advice it would be the following “Location location location…”…The words being said with such patos that Adolph decided to steal this phrase and make it his tagline for his own company. In order to explain the following we need a quick flashback. Adolph is standing in the kitchen age 12. He’s a very short kid and because of this his mother doesn’t see him when she’s opening the fridge to get a topperwarecontainer with hard boiled eggs. Adolph gets hit by the door on the right side of the face and developes a hearing disorder. The family doctor tells them that he will have to live with the fact that he’ll be deaf on the right ear. He gives Adolph a brochure on hearing disorders…Adolph decides that he needs to know more about this newly found disease and goes to the library … due to a case of the good old dyslexia Adolph instantly develops a fobia and gets dizzy every time the fish heering is mentioned. Getting back to the mainfeature Adolph decides to buy a large Billboard on a street nearby. He hires a designer to make up a logo and based on his eavesdropping the words ” CAUCASION CAUCASION CAUCASION” is printed in bright orange next to his picture. His company never becomes a succes and a few years later Adolph and Eva moves to Providence where Eva has a scholarship at the litterature department at Brown University…Adolph enjoys the quite life of gardening and often him and Eva sit on the terrace drinking a beer, watching the sun go down over the city. On Friday the 4th of march (Adolphs favourite month of the year…) Adolph feels a sudden tension in his chest and on this slightly misty morning, drops dead on the floor of his greenhouse after succesfully having paired two different kinds of Orchids…Evas favourite flower…
We’ll be right back with something I like to call the 48 laws on power.. - Busto