telepolis: "yps darf nicht sterben". excellent article and in some way making a statement about weblogs, too: "yps has taught a whole generation already in their early years to feel creative when tinkering with cheap, prefabricated plastic caboodle. such experience is as important building an ikea cupboard as it is stealing a dot-com idea. in the strict sense, the whole new economy would be impossible without yps as paragon: sell thousands of kids a sliced plastic waste bag and tell them this be an andventurer's tent. sell your investors a few html pages and explain to them this be a community".

yps is a german comic magazine including a so-called gimmick each issue. few people know that the original idea of this print product was established in france by pif gadget.

last week christian langreiter pointed to the video with mr nofrontiere... besides being convinced that the text was definitely written by a ghostwriter, i noticed two things: first, it is a tragic circumstance that in the year 2000 one of the official leaders in austrian multimedia business is allowed to bore us with details about web publishing systems (templates, shmemplates) and nobody stops him. second – and that's more surprisingly even to myself –, there is an unmercyful truth in the written lines that are read off so professionally by mr szadezcky: it's not the company with the most money or the "precise fulfilling of job descriptions" that leads to success but merely the "subjective backlog that everybody brings into the company and is set free through creativity". not less obvious, however a thesis that most of today's "new economy" enterprises should be more aware of.

the relationship between money and creativity is an anti-proportional and thus a dangerous one. latest news from london reached me that christine lost her job and major project because a big client cancelled the brief with the company she worked for...

nofrontiere is a cd-rom agency based in vienna, austria.

i still have to write some lines about the pickings of the last 2 weeks. there was a lot going on during my absence. not really most notable, merely most sensational (well, literally written) was a certain video linked at hinterding. irritating and a test for my stomach, yes, but however: is life not a marsh of body fluids? (i wonder if ingo likes stileproject.com...)

via rathergood: crab palette – "draw a face or write your name in squashed crabs! can anything be more fun?" – and porn mullets (hairy pixxx).

a video (589 kb) that reminds me of mauro rezoagli saying "kick the kid" everytime he caught sight of an infant in the streets of vienna.

continuing the scrotum series: hans_heinz probably would like this bag.

why would anyone stop cleaning his feet and instead forcing fungi to grow between his toes? for science? nah, for traffic: the stinkyfeet project (the stinkymeat project's successor).

back from savo province – the finland compilation: other than most of the central europeans i had some very sunny and warm days on keskisaari island in maaninka. it was a long trip (made easier by listening to the schmoove latin sound of the brazilophiles cd arfco3000 gave to me) but definitely worth it.

because there are still a lot of lappi people hunting around, we certainly were hunting, too: for woolen caps with a little woolen antenna, wooden breakfast plates with an egg hole and ferry dish trays with a sea map – but claudia probably wants to tell more about that... :)

after two days i did not miss a computer mouse, a keyboard or blogger at all (and who would really miss a monitor, that dumb photon cannon?) – well, there was a possibility to get online at the local library, but thinking of going there i soon became very lazy. instead, i read the first harry potter book (a gift i suprisingly got from heike just short before my departure) and t. c. boyle's "water music", ate tons of fazer dumle (the sweetest drug), mämmi (dark rye porridge), kalakukko (hollowed bread filled with fish and bacon), liha- and karelja pirakka (rye pastries filled with meat or rice) and korvapuusti (sticky buns) and listened to danny's rockabilly songs from 3 decades (claudia bought a cd).

writing so many times about finnish tango, here is a finnish tango track to listen to (thank you, martin): "ich mit meiner braut im parlamentspark" by m. a. numminen (2.8 mb almost confirming all prejudices about finnish people being always drunk and generally crazy and that some estonians rightfully are calling them "our four legged friends").

although it is not the national beverage, i bought a bottle of bombay sapphire gin on the ferry. bottle and design are very beautiful.

in a report by tex rubinowitz printed in some austrian travel magazine i have read that since nokia (which is – besides the name of the rubber boots company that became famous for its mobile phones – a city in the tampere region) brought globalization to finland there is quite a new tram line in helsinki. the first one where people are sitting vis-à-vis to other passengers which is "a big problem for the average finnish person being introverted by suppressed passion".

at 9 pm i am leaving vienna with the night train to jena. for about two and a half weeks i will be on a trip that leads me to hannover, finland and back to south-germany. i will meet arfco3000 in zeiss-city. i will see some parts of expo2000 (well, maybe). i will have incredible long days because in maaninka there is almost no sunset at the time. and finally i will meet my lovely parents (don't click on this link, it's not workin – i just love the url...).

i did not know that tango is so great in suomi. maybe we will dare a little dance when the weather is alright...

my contributions to this site will even be more decreasing for the time i am off. it's not that there would not be a chance to get internet access. it's merely that i probably will feel very good being offline. at least for some days... best regards to the lovely ones. you all know best who you are.

the pacifism of bertrand russell.

"the whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts." – bertrand russell

"ça plane pour moi" – plastic bertrand