Now That’s A Marching Band Song I Like To Hear

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Rolf in Amerrika #10

Sometimes All I Want Is Yell, Yell, Yell

Kidnapper sues victims who escaped for breach of contract

Jesse Dimmick is suing Jared and Lindsay Rowley, whom he was convicted of kidnapping, for breach of contract. Dimmick argues that because the two won his trust when he invaded their house at knifepoint (while fleeing a murder charge which led to him driving over a police spike-strip in front of their house), and then left once he fell asleep, they violated their contract to remain his hostages. The couple lulled Dimmick with a clever strategy of watching Robin Williams’s Patch Adams with him while eating Cheetos and drinking Dr Pepper.

Read all the mess here: Boing Boing: Kindnapper sues victims who escaped for breach of contract

Pardon me. I just had to yell.

Exciting news…

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September 11

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Nobody does anything on sunday. The whole internet is quiet. Even the obnoxious fb. I don’t understand this. Even God was doing something on sunday (I know all about it but I won’t tell you what it was).

It maybe the first time in history that I am glad it will be monday tomorrow.

I’m going to celebrate this. Thus something happens. I won’t tell you what.

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Dial Up Sound 700 % slower

It would have been great if the sound from my 56k modem sounded like that. But I guess it would have ennoyed 700% more how slow the connection is established. So you can’t have both, so you may as well just listen to Sigure Rós (or my old bands smokey rehearsal jam session tapes). Pretty much the same stuff.

via Dangerous Minds

I Would Never Call Myself An Introvert…

… but boy, is that true about me.

Taken from the blog of Carl King and his thoughts while reviewing the book “The Introvert Advantage” by Marti Olsen Laney Psy.D.:

10 Myths About Introverts

Unfortunately, according to the book, only about 25% of people are Introverts. There are even fewer that are as extreme as I am. This leads to a lot of misunderstandings, since society doesn’t have very much experience with my people. (I love being able to say that.)

So here are a few common misconceptions about Introverts (I put this list together myself, some of them are things I actually believed):

Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk.
This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days.

Myth #2 – Introverts are shy.
Shyness has nothing to do with being an Introvert. Introverts are not necessarily afraid of people. What they need is a reason to interact. They don’t interact for the sake of interacting. If you want to talk to an Introvert, just start talking. Don’t worry about being polite.

Myth #3 – Introverts are rude.
Introverts often don’t see a reason for beating around the bush with social pleasantries. They want everyone to just be real and honest. Unfortunately, this is not acceptable in most settings, so Introverts can feel a lot of pressure to fit in, which they find exhausting.

Myth #4 – Introverts don’t like people.
On the contrary, Introverts intensely value the few friends they have. They can count their close friends on one hand. If you are lucky enough for an introvert to consider you a friend, you probably have a loyal ally for life. Once you have earned their respect as being a person of substance, you’re in.

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Or maybe it’s that I am German. I could prove that those definitions are true for half of the population of good ol’ Deutscheland.

A little bit late, but honest enough.



HEAVEN, a Comic by XKCD, a comic artist wich I admire well for a long time, inspired the folks at GUD to create a feel-good version flash game of Tetris. Just in time for the holidays. Whooohooo!

((via BoingBoing))

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Country Life

I am

totally aware that you readers must get somewhat tired of my phrase “Since I am in the U.S…” but as along my way all those strange things keep happening I have no witty idea how to distinguish them from my former dull and eventless live “back” in Germany. Hahaha.

Since I am in the U.S. (sigh) I have a lot to celebrate. I celebrate the cheap housing market. I celebrate the cheap fuel prices (although it dawns on me both of these celebrations will end up with a big hangover; actually, the hangover has already arrived in full blossom), I celebrate diversity and great nature. I celebrate the great nature so much, that my little family and I moved to our current location in the middle of country side in central Illinois.

What I don’t celebrate is the fact that I don’t get very much chances to walk. Everything is spread so far apart from eachother that I have to use the car for almost everything. The unfortunate result is that my legs get somehow twitchy, like some weird astronaut’s desease of degrading muscles resulting from insufficient exercise. With the approaching spring season I decided it was a good time to do something about it. Walking again, then.

For all my life it seemed to me a strange concept to walk without a destination. I walked a lot in my old hometown; to get to the underground train, the bus station, the supermarket, the post office, my working place or to visit a friend in the neighborhood (everything farther apart connected through public transport) required a lot of walking. Let’s say… like three, four, five miles a day. But that was Big City Live and here on the country side there is not very much of importance to be reached by walking. So I had to set my own destination.

There is a road from the highway to my house, it is about three quarters of a mile long and there is not much traffic on it. So it is a good choice for a walk. It goes along several pastures, where you can watch the cattle idling through the day.

But not today.

I was ambling along my route as I watched from the corner of my eye how suddenly all of the cattle at a certain pasture started to move. With and in my direction. Allright, I thought, they’re thinking I’d be the farmer, bringing them some desperatly wanted salt lick stone (does anyone know how to properly name those 1o pound cubes of salt that farmers provide for their cattle?).

But as I moved on along the road the animals followed me like rats in The Whistleblower Of Hameln. I was thinking about shouting things toward them, like: “I don’t have salt! Nor water! Mind your own business!” and if that wouldn’t work: “SuperSale at Target!” or maybe “Free donuts at church!”

Seriously: it wouldn’t have concerned me at all if not some of those usually peaceful animals would have started bobbing their heads up and down and raising their speed towards me. I know from my childhood visits at the farm of my grandparents that a serious bull brings up to 2,000 pounds of meat along with him, and all that meat I was looking at that moment was accompanied by a nice pair of sharp horn tips on that bobbing meat mass and it’s trajectory towards me. And not just one animal. At least a dozen.

I looked at the barb wire surrounding the pasture, and it was obvious that it was errected around the time of The Great Depression. At least where there was some of it at all. So I decided it might be a good decision to turn around and walk straight back to my house; you never know what the farmer has put in their food or whatever; maybe because it is spring and they might just get horny?

EDIT 5/19/11: Today I walked down this road again (as I do several times a week) and  there they were again. They’re not always there, obviously the farmer changes pastures kind of quarter term wise or so. However. The point: THEY DID IT AGAIN. So: clearly, those beasts are somehow either very lonely and/or not used to human bipedal company and surely they are very curious at least not to say aggressive. Or horny, as I said. It doesn’t matter. Those cows do not behave correct in my opinion. So I have to think about a solution. Pepperspray or similar aggressive measures from my side are out of the question, let alone because of the size of my contrahents. Not to speak about the moral aspects of aggression against animals. Although one could argue that I would act in defense. But anyhow thats not my style. I’d rather use my brain and come up with a rather uncommon solution. Like flying. But that wouldn’t work unfortunatly. So I have to use the brainz of my fellow readers. If you have any idea how to make it possible that I can walk this road untroubled in the future — I’d be most grateful and pleased to find your suggestions in the comments. YEAH, crowdsourcing. Come on!

Edit 19/12/2011: Okay. I worked it out by myself. I read in a book (yeah a real book!! – it takes some time, but acutally you can learn something out of these books!) that cows are near sighted. That means if they see some movement along their peripheral view they got interested. So that means they are not only near sighted but also curious. That explains the awkward behaviour of these dull beasts. It took me almost a year to figure that out, but hey, life is long and I got all the time to figure out the strange behaviour of my surroundings.

It’s a heavy work load, though. It can make you cry if it weren’t that silly.

The Decemberists (Boing Boing Video) And My Local Dilemma

This is a beautiful little video made for Boing Boing by Scott Compton. The Decemberists are an Indie/Folk/Alt.Country band and it took them almost 15 years before they became practically an overnight success.

Now. I really like their music.

Since I’ve been in an Indie Rock Band back in Germany and performing, writing and producing with that band for almost 8 years I thought I should reproduce my efforts here in my new home region and start a new band. A band created from scratch. My direction is clear: I want to follow my indie-roots and merge them with the new influences I picked up here in the midwest, bluegrass, folk, maybe some Since I did a lot of the band running business back in Germany all by myself I feel I should be able to get the stuff done here.

Okay, here’s my thought: let’s find some musicians who might share my vision of music.

So far I have not made much progress. Local music scene websites are scarce and mostly devoted to an audience rather than a musicians community type of thing, but I wasn’t expecting anything in that direction anyway. Craigslist had some outcomes (in one I am currently playing bass  – a tribute band), but consists otherwise mainly of heavy/speed/death/sports metal acolytes and other feisty stuff.

The needle in the hay stack.

Some hope is shining on the horizon by the upcoming festival season with its many small folk and country festivals; I’ll try definitly as much as I can to have a look at them. And I made some contact with a local artist/musician/actor who lives in the area for all his live and who may give me some insight into the local scene. It is hard to find some leverage when you’re from abroad, without a network and so forth.

So. Let’s squeeze our thumbs (as we use to say in Germany — it means: cross your fingers) that I might get some steps closer to my hopes and efforts to found a new band (if any of you readers out there has any ideas or suggestions please let me know in the comments).

It’s a long way yet. But I brought some time with me, you know.

Europe According To Silvio Berlusconi

A simple — but funny, at least for Europeans! — repost via nerdcore, The Awl and – the originator- : Alpha Designer

Ohne Worte (sans commentaire)

It Only Adds!

“Science—knowledge—only adds to the excitement, the mystery, and the awe of a flower. It only adds. I don’t understand how it subtracts.”

Physicist Richard Feynman in an interview from the 1981 television documentary, The Pleasure of Finding Things Out.

((Via BoingBoing//Lee Billings))


This is the ultimate tool you need for your next emigration intentions or for fun facts you could use to start a descent pub brawl. You choose where you live now and which country you want it to compare to and then *click* – you get the results: size, income, live expectancy, energy consumption, health care costs etc. You get the idea. I linked – for obvious culture clash reasons! – US vs. Germany. Have fun with it. Don’t take it too serious. And stay optimistic. At least the average income is much higher in the US than in Germany. Who would have thought of that?

If it were my home ((via Gizmodo and Reddit))

Support Your Classroom Superheros!

My wife is a German Teacher at a high school. All I can say is that she is spending more than “just” the average of 400 Dollars a year from private funds for classroom and instructional improvements (and yet there are teachers who spend way, way more than that). I believe every real good teacher works with a personal mission: Better Education For a Better World.

I’m very proud of her.

Teachers are our Classroom Superheros!

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