Cola and the keen observer of human nature

I met a friend of a good friend two days ago. I talked to this guy the first time and was very surprised that I obviously left a good mark.
During our talk I got a call from another friend on my mobile. After finishing that call he asked me for my parents jobs. I said “huh? what? why” and then I told him. He said “yes, I knew that you come from a good (bourgeois) family, I can hear that”. I was surprised and laughed.
He explained that I use good speech and words that not everyone uses…I have a exalted (gehoben) expression when I talk, because I use words like (in German:) “da muss ich erst noch Rücksprache halten”. He also said that my gestures and my behaviour told him about my good family ‘background’. How I welcome people, how I shake hands, how I generally talk. Crazy. Unspeakable. Then he said with being safe he’s right, “you had a good childhood, right?” and this time I said, hmm, what is good and what is bad, ok I never get a beating (Schlaege) by my parents, so I guess it was ok. He said, ok but the first important years when you were young were good, right? I nodded. Again he said that he can see that.
Damn, scary and very surprisingly because nobody every talked like this to me.
Maybe not the best idea, but I told Nathan about it and the first thing he said “he probably has a crush on you”. Sigh, why do men always think in these structures? I’ll never understand it. The guy has a girlfriend anyway and I probably never see him again (he lives in Berlin), so…it was just an interesting chat. I told N. that he is an artist, too (just tried to calm him down, like “see, he’s also an artist as you, so he can’t be a bad guy” *g*) but I guess men are not interested in more information about guys who impressed their girlfriends.
When I came home I couldn’t resist to tell my dad about this, let’s say, positive rating. As I expected he had a big grin. Yeah, it is also a compliment for my parents. Well done. Good that nobody in the world wide web knows about my +#?%$§!&& (wild-n-crazy-rough) teenage years and that my parents thought that I’ll end up walk the streets or sleeping under bridges and so on. Yeah, looking backward makes ME grin now.

More about my US “top spots”

A few days ago, I already made a similar quiz to find out more about the best American city for me to live in *silly-me*

A much better (and higher quality) quiz (my opinion) is Find Your Spot, “the best way to discover your perfect hometown” concerning living in the United States as well. The quiz was recommended in one of the America forums that I discovered online and where I sometimes spend my time to find THE special tip(s) *g*.
The questionnaire is quite long and some of the questions are very detailed and others are not easy to answer.
The result is just amazing, because New Mexico comes first and repeats itself. That’s funny because it is a hot topic in the long-distance-romance of planetcola and sirNatey at the moment.
See my quiz outcome here and comment on it if you like:

Arachnid-Plant-Cake Mix

For my sis(ter) who asked for a picture of my banana tree plant, which recovered pretty well from being almost dead in spring this year. The trick is: giving it rain water instead of tap water and put it outside during summer, where it is warm and humid and it can look like this one:

For Arachnophobics (and Maren, hihi), my new inhabitant that I met yesterday on the curtain of my front door in the hallway:

For gourmets and food lovers (like me), my baking tray apple pie (?right name?) with marzipan icing - Apfelblechkuchen mit Marzipanguß:

rating: very delicious, I like it better than my last one.

American cities that best fit me (quiz)

Somehow I came to these blog things games again, through reading another blog.

I wanted to know this (actual personal topic):

American Cities That Best Fit You:

80% Austin

75% Honolulu

70% Portland

70% San Diego

65% Atlanta

(source: Which American Cities Best Fit You?
http://www.blogthings.com/whichamericancitiesbestfityouquiz/)

Hon, no Santa Fe, better Honolulu (which we already had in mind *fg*).
Cool, Portland (Maine)…not too far from my hon’s home.
Hmmmmmmmmm…….now you (they person behind the initials NAS *hö*) need to make the quiz as well and we could see if something matches…yeees?

Hold on, I’m coming…I’ll take my boat… and only have a few thousand kilometres until I’m over there…

N8, I saved MY answers to the American cities questions. If you want to do the same we can compare, hehe …

E.T. and Heide Simonis

Hey ya, I just came home from work; my promoworx, you know.

I worked for a VIP event in Schoenkirchen near Kiel, where they reopened a wellness and spa gym thing, called MARE. I welcomed the (very important) guests and met, amongst others, Heide Simonis. Heide was the prime minister of Schleswig-Holstein from 1993 til 2005. In the moment she entered the room I thought, (omg) she looks kind of wasted…and tired, old and…just not was fresh as she looks on TV. Well, I never met a politician or a VIP so close, except for Peter Lustig from the TV series “Loewenzahn“, whom I met in Eckernfoerde a few years ago (biggrin). Sorry, I zone out. Hmm…Miss Simonis, why is she here, I thought, and by the way: what’s up, Heide? Long time no see! Where was the current prime minister, Peter Harry Carstensen? Not invited? Not arrived? Not interested? Nothing to talk about? Simonis talked about her Unicef commitment and who could also thank the MARE team for donating 1000 Euros for her Africa project. Good, but a lot of blablablubb. That’s my rhyme for the night.

I still wonder why my oculist said (two years ago) that I don’t need to wear glasses. I drove home when it already was dark (around 10:30 pm). On the way from Kiel to Eckernfoerde weren’t many cars, but a strange vehicle driving right in front of me.
The moving vehicle was very narrow (maybe 1 meter width) and had an abnormal hight (~2 meters) but had an egg-like form; it had many red back lights (in a form of a diamond, to the right, to the left, to the top…) that I thought, it can’t be a car, but it can’t be a motorcycle either. What the h** is that? I felt uneasy. I shook my head because I really thought my eyes are that poor. Then I drove wide-eyed *glubsch* to see better. I tried to drive closer. I still couldn’t figure out what was driving in front of me. I couldn’t overtake. I then had thoughts like…s**t I need a small digicam in my tiny handbag that is always with me, s**t, in the best moments you cannot save/share what you see…is the thing from this world though?…and all that…you know, weird irrational fantasy-real-mix female thoughts. Breeeaaaathhhheee…the “thing” turned into a left lane and I could ‘overtake’ on the right lane and risk a look at it: huh? you want to know? It was a huge motorcycle or a home-on-two-wheels that had so many back lights that it should be forbidden to drive with it, because it could confuse tired Cola’s on her/their way home. Unfortunately I couldn’t really see much of it, because it was too dark, but it had the length of a car and a really big bum (butt, Hintern). I guess it doesn’t look that spectacular at daytime, but anyway, I really was kind of excited that it had my attention for the whole 20 minutes drive home.

Bedtime.
Yours sometimes extra-terrestrial planetcola