I've been toying around with the idea to move this to a more proper photoblog format in order to give the photos a bit more space than with the current "click for big" style.
You can see the first results here. It's not 100% finished and working as expected, yet. So I'll still be posting in parallel.
Oh, and if you're using IE, it might look a bit silly. For those of you interested, it was build using WordPress.

Update October 17: The switch is complete. onenil v1 with all entries and comments is archived at http://www.maxxblog.de/v1/
If you have links pointing to individual entries, you might want to update them. Then again you might not be bothered ;)
The RSS feed obviously is also outdated. I will add one for onenil v2 once I figure out to get something decent out of WordPress.

What used to be a rather basic fitness path in Bochum's "Suedpark" back in the 7ts at the height of the "Trimm Dich" frenzy (remember this little fellow?) now actually got some half decent devices straight out the torture chamber.

Two more miniature churches at Cretan roadsides. See also here.

Cafe Sachs, Bochum.
Back in the days the meeting point for Bochum's In-Crowd. Nowadays mostly students and tourists. Very good Asian food, though.

Taken with ZeroImage Zero 2000

Fortezza Rethimnon, Crete.
September 2004, Holga 120SF, Ilford HP5 Plus.

A derelict truck used to tow boats into the sea in the port of Kissamos.
More about Cretan traffic via The Aardvark.

"I was like an industry, depressed and in decline"

I'm shattered.

Richard Serra’s “Bramme for the Ruhr district” on top of the coal mine mound Schurenbachhalde in Essen.

A monument to monumental stupidity. Maleme, Crete.

Hydrants are popular as can be seen here and here. So I added a Cretan specimen.

Herr Müller. Our German speaking audience can find out what's so special about him here. Excellent article by Lyssa, capturing Herr Müller's essence. All others will just have to make do with watching him trying to scare all potential customers away, sorry.
By the way, there was also a sort of semi-contest between Lyssa and me who might get the first picture of Herr Müller. Now guess who won, eh? Yours truly, naturalemente. And don't tell me using a telephoto lense is cheating.

The long since defunct drive-in cinema in Bochum. Where cars used to be parked for cineastic delights or simply for exchange of body fluids, there are now trees growing out of the tarmac.
Back in the days we used to mount our mopeds and drive to the adjacent hills to take a peek at the educational material on display sometimes.

Erzbahntrasse, Bochum.