Archive for June, 2008
Shopping list
Saturday, June 14th, 2008My shopping from today…
2 DVD’s (neither of which I’d ever heard of before today…”The Proposition” w/ Nick Cave and “Fido”)
ethernet cable
10 protein bars
2 beers (1 already gone)
2 energy drinks (will be gone today for sure)
gum
2 of those things you put on the edge of your toilet to keep things fresh and clean.
…all part of a healthy lifestyle…
and my new favourite German gave me some music from Panteón Rococó…this is Mexican ska and I really quite like it…they played Nachtleben the other night, but I didn’t get the MP3′s til the day after, or else I would have gone…
The Mexico I spoke about previously had told me about this band a couple weeks ago. Sad I missed them but apparently their record company is German so they tour quite a bit around here…I shall catch them next time they come round. If anyone wants the MP3′s just lemme know.
…and this is apparently what I look like at work…I can’t stop smiling.
did I get thin or something???
I guess we have no dress code at work…or wait…it’s casual Friday…yeah that’s the ticket…
he’s not Buffoon
Friday, June 13th, 2008It’s halftime of the Romania v. Italia football game, and I can’t help but think about something someone (not sure who) told me….
“italians are lying, cheating, diving bastards”…this was in reference to Italian footballers…and I have to say in the first half I’ve seen a bit of lying, a bit of cheating, and a bit of diving from the Italians….until I hear about bastards from a country that’s something like 91% catholic I shall reserve judgement….but whoever it was could be right…. ![]()
I really like watching Romania play…they play hard and they play smart.
…and for the yanks…”they” (in my case a german colleague and former french colleague) say that Romanian is the closest spoken language to latin…since noone speaks latin anymore we just can’t verify this…if only they had some form of magnetic recorder 1000 years ago….jerks!!!!
…anyways I thought it was interesting so I type away…. ![]()
…and to the former French colleague (hi Vero) your team sucks too
is the Italian keeper going to rob a train on his way home???
maybe in the Italian leagues they don’t go by the final score of the game, but they have judges that judge how the players played and how the players looked…
oooohhhh style points!!!
chant chant chant!
Wednesday, June 11th, 2008I’ve also never seen a sprinkler in germany…not only is their energy use low, but they’ve found a way not to spend the summer wasting water….
as I’m typing it seems that another student protest/parade is starting in Berliner Strasse…
Guy with mic: chant chant chant!
students: Arschloch!
Guy with mic: chant chant chant!
students: Arschloch!
Guy with mic: chant chant chant!
students: Arschloch!
Arschloch is asshole, but my deutsch isn’t good enough to get anything else they said…
too much going on tonight…we have the Portugeeks celebrating their footy win, the people running around (some mini marathon – good luck saffa)…turkei v sweden about to start, and now this…
(btw…the turkish uniforms are hideous…I haven’t seen anything close to periwinkle (it’s a colour) since the French Rugby team peed all over themselves in their own country last fall…)
great, my tax dollars at work again…on a school night no less…yes I’m working so you don’t have to…jerks!!! I wish someone had paid for me to go to school…but then my life would have turned out quite differently and I’d probably be bitter and living in the states
I like this life better…….and go study or something…
….apparently shooting a squirt gun at the polizei is cool…
Looks like I’ll be off to Italia in a couple weeks…that will be France, England, Ireland, Slovakia, Austria, Spain, Nerlands the, Italia and of course Deutschland in the first 7 months of the year…not a bad life at all….
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now I’m done typing and the students are already gone…that was easily the weakest protest I’ve ever seen…as a result I’m totally against whatever it was you were protesting…and that person is obviously not an arschloch…jerks!!!
Seattle told me last night “you look good like that”. Not sure if that means I need to look totally opposite as his tastes might be a bit unfavourable…
Garage sales
Tuesday, June 10th, 2008The more people you meet the more interesting someone has to be to get your interest.
I woke up at 4:30 this morning because of the weirdest dream about a spider that would not die…
The spider was coming at me yet again when I woke up…I laid there for a while and then realized they don’t have garage sales (aka yard sales, patio sales, house sales) here in germany. Is that just a US phenomenon where we sell each other our junk…It was always an entertaining saturday morning to just drive around looking for stuff to buy that you would probably never actually buy in real life, but if it’s cheap enough you can find a use for it…
Oh look…a baseball bat….I don’t have a baseball bat…I could use a baseball bat…Why just last year I was thinking, my god I could use a baseball bat right about now….It would be really useful…
I could defend myself, kill insects, hit a baseball, make fire…hmmmmm
how much is it….$0.50…I’ll give you a quarter…no…ok throw in that sponge and I’ll give you $0.50…sweet!!!!
what kind of segue was that anyways….that was a story my mom would tell…I’ll start the story with something unrelated to the actual point of the story then switch to whatever it was I wanted to say…:)
Sunday, June 8th, 2008
It’s euro 2008…those in the states have no concept of this. It’s like a mini world cup. There are 15 teams from Europe (and 1 from Russia). I’m in two pools at two pubs and ended up with the exceedingly great teams of Turkei and Schweden ![]()
I confused the swiss and swedes again…I need a map!
Saturday, June 7th, 2008
So after an extremely long day at work yesterday and very little food (no breakfast, tomato mozzarella sammich for lunch) I finally got home about 9:30 and had decided on pizza at the place below my flat.
As I’m approaching my flat on my bike amongst the massive throngs of people I managed to catch the Italian restaurant readerboard with my pedal and knocked it over. I got dirty looks from everyone…I stopped to fix the sign, but really people you put a sign in front of my flat…I don’t hang out on your street.
Anyways after that I didn’t want to show my face at the restaurant, so I ended up staying in and just having crisps (purchased for “Feed me. Feed me. Feed me”). Not a very satisfying dinner, but was exhausted after the day and last couple weeks at work…but in a good way. It was great to feel like I’m doing something important at work.
Marius: You and Eric are not typical americans.
that’s why he’s 2.0.
the guy with the beard
Thursday, June 5th, 2008I love this weather! It’s rained every day for about the past week…it doesn’t often rain in Germany (when I say rain I mean real rain like back in Oregon). aka. the kind of rain that causes germans to huddle in doorways, alleyways, under cars, etc. The germans love their sun, and panic at the smell of rain…it’s hilarious…If a storm is imminent they will start clustering in the covered areas 20 minutes before the rain starts, stand there for another 20 minutes til the shower passes, then talk about it for the next 20 minutes…
apparently mexico and the french girl can’t be bothered to remember my name…I’m just “the guy with the beard”. now that I shaved again I’ve apparently lost 10 years, 10 kilos and Mexico and French Girl think I’m invisible.
note: I’m not calling them Mexico and French Girl to get revenge for them not remembering my name…it’s just that I don’t know their names…and she says she’s not french…
is pregnancy is an STD?
Paul: Jamaicans are like you and I. Just a half step slower than the rest of Germany
Paul: You dance like Frankenstein!
There you have it. For a good time at your party you too can hire frankenstein.
and from the I’m smiling on the inside files:
Scheisse die Wand an
Monday, June 2nd, 2008Learning the idioms of a language must be one of the great joys (things like “it’s raining cats and dogs” or “can I give you a hand”)…a colleague taught me “Scheisse die Wand an”.
Literally “Shit on the wall” (shit the wall on)…means something like “shit happens”.
however now that I’m thinking about it…”shit happens” probably need some ‘splainin’ as well…
Marius…Cheers for the advice to get Roth-Händle. I will never ever ever take your advice again…jerk!
So tonight went to the english cinema sneak preview…they show a movie that hasn’t come out yet here and they don’t tell you what it is…
watching a movie you haven’t heard of, and don’t know anything about is kind of strange. I think it was called Nim’s Island with Jodie Foster and a few other people I never heard of….she got old…
From Taxi driver to Cynthia Nixon (that’s not a compliment) in 30 years flat…Must be hard being a woman…
Sam Hall in Iraq
Sunday, June 1st, 2008I bought 10 DVDs yesterday…I think I was just bored.
apparently my balcony is better than TV.
apparently in Deutschland it’s illegal to ride a bike whilst drunk, and also illegal to ride a bike in the dark without lights…I’ve never done either of those things…
I’ve never lied.
I’m boycotting all companies that have pop-ups inside HTML pages…jerks!
and for “my name it is Sam Hall” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fall_Guy
why is it when Iraq comes up in conversation that people put emphasis on the word “Iraq” and point or look at me (with a slight pause). It’s not my fault. I didn’t attack Iraq or vote for bush…jerks! ![]()
America…love it or leave it!



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