It feels like fall as it's chilly and raining. As you're riding the escalator, do you ever think about the hair, skin particles and germs that blow your way from the people in front of you? Why do Germans where the funniest clothes, like cargo shorts and polos, to the gym? Speaking of the gym, Tilo, one of the trainers from Leo's, commented how everyone seemed to be on steroids at the David Barton gym he visited in New York. To him, it was bizarre as you don't see many here in Munich. I'm considered more normal - and everyone back home tells me I'm skinny! We're having to give Maddie daily biscuits filled with vitamins for her limp. At least they taste good - not that I've tried but she seems to like them. Chris made bierocks on Sunday out of a new whole wheat bread mixture we found at the store. What a surprise. It was delicious and good for you. I'm going to try my hand at them tonight. I don't like to cook but I'm forced to Monday through Friday. That's the downfall about working from home. Our plants are dying around the house as I bought Ikea pots that don't drain. I either don't water them enough or too much (I don't want water sitting in the bottom causing root rot). I'm hoping they can hang on for another six or seven months. I leave for Zurich tomorrow - the first time on the big trains. I return on Sunday. A short but expected nice weekend visiting DP - the PTT correspondent in Switzerland. We're getting our groove on as Saturday night at the White Party. I'm not sure what to expect. It could be really good or just plain tragic. I'll report back next week. I'm still hunting for a job. So even though the posting to the left is gone, it's not that I've stop looking. So keep your ears to the ground for something communication related - seems to be my best bet moving forward. That's all for now!