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I’ve successfully updated my website to #WordPress 5.0. No problems so far.
Until new year’s eve I’ll finish and upload my new theme I’m currently working on. The current theme was never been truly finished and that frustrated me so much that I lost my passion to write here. I expect to get back some publishing action here in early January.
My Son
or even just not
My dear son is joining school next year after the summer vacation. Today there was an information evening for us parents at school so that we know what is in store for us and especially for our child. Of course, I already expected that I won’t like some things. I noticed with my brother Marc that, for example, letters are no longer pronounced properly. To make it easier for the children, it just sounds shitty. Or in general, the lessons. Even during my time at the school for my apprenticeship, I didn’t like the fact that so much had to be worked out by myself or in groups and then presented to the class without moderation by the teacher. The classic but effective frontal teaching was hardly ever used anymore.
Continue reading “School’s gonna rock”
In the past, I’ve rolled out version after version completely build up from scratch in a bi-weekly cycle. At that time I had the energy and time to do this, but no ideas and motivation for the contents.
Today I’d like to publish so much content, but I’m frustrated by the technical state of my website. I’m far behind my own plans.
It’s interesting how things can change completely but still leaving me unsatisfied behind.
Dear Michael, I learned yesterday that you passed away.
That affects me, makes me sad, it hurts. Not just because you’re the first friend who’s gone now, but mainly because you were such a good person and still way too young. You enriched the lives of everyone who knew you. Thanks for the great times. I will never forget them and especially you’ll be forever in my heart.
I regret that we have had far too little contact in recent years.
In the digital world you called yourself “Srybil”, I can only say as an farewell: Sorry, but you were never lame!
I wish the people who were closest to you a lot of strength.
