I can barely play this thing.

"44) Be on stage once"

I kinda like did that now. Thanks to my dearest, absolutely lovely friends that are Destroy, Munich who didn't care that I only accidentally know how to hold a guitar (if not necessarily how to play one) and that I have absolutely no experience in live playing or whatever. I didn't even rehearse with them before the one and a half songs I played as second guitarist last friday.

So, my apologies go out to everyone who had to witness this... thing... and big big thanks to Destroy, Munich and Tinty for being that friggin' unbelievable and supportive with that point.

Licking and strange places equals even more fun.

"33) Lick off a tourist attraction that is touched by some thousand people per day"

Again, a point that was completed before it end up on the list. Since some people may consider this as cheating I can ensure you that these are the only ones in a hundred.
One month has passed since Milano and I haven't been abroad for three weeks. Even better then that Sonja and Flo provided me with the opportunity to go with them to Prague for the weekend to visit Bine. We walked through various parts of the city and - like every tourist - eventually passed by Charles Bridge. And I've been there already once and don't get it. It's just a big bridge with around 100.000 people [slightly exaggerated numbers due my dislike of big crowds] on it, street musicians and a couple of statues and statuaries. And one of them (aehrr.. one statue, not one statuary) is touched by everyone walking by in order to bring them luck, infections and whatnot. The curious me now was interested if people would still touch it if someone would lick it off... and yeah, they did. Statue, by the way, tasted terrible and I would had have a metallic taste for the next couple of hours. Never eating there again.

Pissing and strange places equals fun.

„83) Piss off a roof of a 30 feet high building in the middle of Milano at 4am in the morning“

Nuff said? This one was basically the first thing I did of my infamous list – about 12 hours before I even started writing it. It was the last night on the road with Angi and we were staying at Paolo’s, a couchsurfer from Milano, who provided us with an attic room for the night. Since it was midsummer back then it had been a hot night (That’s NO figure of speech, lechers.) and eventually we killed the night by talking about this and that while catching very little sleep in between. After a couple of hours I needed to go for a pee but the toilet was down the hall and I was lazier than ever before. (Everyone who has ever experienced tropical temperatures mixed with dozens of mosquitoes may know what I’m talking about.) So I climbed out the small dormer, steadied myself on the smokestack and pissed off the roof while a car was passing by.

Yup. That’s the whole story. I just liked the strangeness of the whole situation so I’d added it to the list.

preamble - the list and its history.

Long train rides make you do funny stuff. Like sticking your butt out the window in anticipation of oncoming traffic and gently shocked passengers, talking about neo folk bands, comparing balancing on one foot while listening to Japanische Kampfhörspiele to not listening to anything at all or at least doing some research on the cure of terminal illnesses. Me, the bloody egomaniac I am, did nothing of the sort and began to write out of sheer boredom a list of things I need to compete with before my demise. (I was definitely backing the wrong horse in case of dying on terminal illness.)

A list of one hundred things I want to do before I die. And yeah, everyone who ever read one or two of those knows: they are pretty crappy filled with at least 20 points dealing with doing drugs, 10 points dealing with doing hawt underaged girls or boys, another 15 deal with spending all your money in every possible way (a.k.a. sex for sale with drugged underaged girls or boys).

Mine is different. Still, it’s crap but it deals with real issues. Real people. The real stuff, you know. Things you should definitely do in your life, essential stuff like pissing of roofs, pushing over sheeps and whatnot. And I strongly recommend each and everyone of you to follow suit.

So from now on everytime I do something of my list I make a post about it on this blog. (Instead of just writing the whole list down. Appears useless to me. But you're allowed to read it if you meet me somewhere.)

Starting with number 91 on my list (Oh heck.. the first post and I already sound like Jason Lee):

„Write a list with 100 things I have to do before I die.“

While having the first 40 together in a single train ride it took me for about 2 months to complete it. Big thanks to everyone and everything that I was able to draw inspirations from.

Three more things I already did coming soon.
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