It’s been a year since I took off by plane to the Golden State. It’s been a year and I just can’t believe. A lot of things happened since then and this fact really proves that time flies. Working at Dynea, passing my community service and all the experiences that come along with it. At this time of the year I just wish I could board a plane that takes me somewhere else. The thought that I am trapped ALL summer is slightly stressing me out. Just slightly. Sarcasm End.

Not that I am sick of my life here in Austria, it is just that I am anticipating something that isn’t going to happen. Do you know that feeling. This year, no huge trip for poor Philipp. No vacation. Well, I’ll host an American friend for a week, so that should be fun, right? Touring Austria!

Thank you to my host family and all the new friends I made in California. I just wanted to thank you. Even after a year I keep thinking of you and I hope to be back soon. Promised. A YEAR, crazy!

Darker Than - This most certainly is a nice wallpaper opportunity - click to get enlarged version · by Thomas Hawk on flickr.com

Images like these of typical symbols like Las Vegas, San Francisco (Golden Gate, Transamerica Pyramid, etc.) and travel stuff keep following me. It looks like I can’t let go. No, I just can’t let go. 

Here the lines of a song that people who fell in love with The City would sign without further ado to proof the finesse of San Francisco… I Left my Heart In San Francisco by  Tony Bennett.

I left my heart in San Francisco, high on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars.
The morning fog may chill the air, I don’t care.
My love waits there in San Francisco, above the blue and windy sea,
When I come home to you, San Francisco, your golden sun will shine for me. 

Good to know that the golden sun will shine for anybody who goes to San Francisco.

Well, then, what kind of rock are you and what wave do you wish to break?

A small rock holds back a great wave. by Homer (800 BC - 700 BC), The Odyssey

Stainless Sine Waves · photo by Tom Q on flickr.com

Here’s a little mash-up I did with my new FM4 button. I added some photoshop to the original image and that’s what it resulted in.

Isn’t it everyone’s goal in life to find THE counterpart to yourself and to be able to say the following words and - now that’s the thing - totally mean it…
I will sell my soul for something pure and true, someone like you.

Daughter Of Darkness · photo by arique on flickr.com

Have Faith. · by ali khurshid on flickr

“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.” Wolfgang von Goethe (German Playwright, Poet, Novelist and Dramatist. 1749-1832)

Not too plastered, I can still see some red.

Giving public statements has to be somewhat of a human urge throughout mankind’s history.

Back in Ancient Times Greek and (copycat) Romans delivered rhetorical masterpiece speeches. It’s seems like there is something that fuels a drive that makes us express ourselves whether it is by (cave) paintings, plays or, let’s face it, bumper stickers.

Top Notch Bits of Wisdom

Für meine deutschsprachigen Besucher, hier ein Leckerbissen aus der FM4 Komödiantenecke, die sich mit der juvenilen Umgangsformen der Spezie Krocha zu auseinandersetzen versucht. Ollabäste14 wendet sich nach bombisch-kläglich versagenden Kommunikationsanläufen mit den um eine Generation älteren Personen im Haushalt und wird wohl nach der kompetenten Beantwortung des ollabästen Ombudsmannes, den die Menschheit zu bieten hat, nach wie vor in Unwissenheit schweben. Der Ombudsmann nimmt sich der schwierigen Thematik der Jugendsprache an und hier sind seine akustischen Ergüsse (nach dem Jump).

Listing reason why to love New York City probably takes ages and why have words ruin the magnetic(ally) appealing atmosphere of a city that never sleeps. New York at sun set must be a thing of beauty and pictures can only give you the tiniest bit of an idea of what goes through your mind when your thoughts begin to get lost. Thanks to Barry. This time, I force you to click to enlarge the experience.

Phil hearts NYC