I was so disappointed when the company when worked for, Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz, transferred me to their laboratory in Austin, Texas. What did I do to deserve this? Not only would I be surrounded by stupid, fat and ignorant Americans for the next several years, but also stupid, ignorant and fat Texas cowboys who execute people for fun.
Anyhow, searching for a place to live, I finally found a neighborhood with houses just like those in a typical neighborhood back home in Europe! I don't know why there's not more places like this, but I guess it's because you uncultured Americans don't appreciate good design. Granted, in Europe I could walk a hundred meters to the tram, where here I have to walk two kilometers from my cul-de-sac just to get to a nachbarschaftsläde, but such is the angst of everyday life.
I took these photos on a bleak, rainy day. Bleak like my soul, because I am forced to live in such an uncivilized place. There are only three avant garde performance artists living on my block. I have to drive 30 kilometers to an Ikea. You stupid Americans.