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It's nighttime and it's very quiet in this house. That's very fine cause a week ago that crazyboy in the apartement beneath mine played Smoke on the water at 2:30. Not very loud, but, you know, that song penetrates the thickes wall, no matter how quiet it's played.
dam-dam-dam, dam-dam-da-dam, dam-dam-dam dam-daaaam.
And so on. About 10 years ago in the test-room of a guitar shop in St. Pauli here in Hamburg there was a list of forbidden songs you must not play and this was #1.

So, now it's christmas atmosphere creeping into my soul... well, actually not christmas but ordinary winter-Gemtlichkeit. Christmas can pass away for me and I'm not looking forward to 3 days of christmas with my family very much. It's ok though.

I'm feeding my little Cowfishes now with tiny worms directly from the tweezers, I feel like a caring daddy now. I collected some water-snails in some little extra tank and it will be their christmas-present, as that's what their species normally eat in nature. Turkey for Cowfish.