I think this was one of these days. First Uwe from the Restaurant „Die Zeit der Kirschen“ visits and I try to offer freshmade noodles. But the noodle machine collapses. Complete Catastrophe! Then a young man from the city authorities comes and asks us to take care for a stray dog they collected. After that the retirement home nearby offers us a room for my mother, after a half year of waiting, date for the move: this Friday. And now I want to leave the house to go to a tv broadcast from my friend Hella von Sinnen, when doorbell rings and a gang of gay women wants 2 see my pictures. Madness as a fine alternative… Daily painting