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Nokia spricht Deutsch

System Rush: Evolution (DEMO) bietet zwei Hacker-Level. Dabei steuert der Spieler sein Fahrzeug durch die beiden 3D-Level und gewinnt an Geschwindigkeit, wenn er mit dem Bit-Stream zusammenstößt, den Energie- Brocken, die der „Keeper“ zurücklässt. Nutzen Sie den Bit-Stream, um den „Keeper“ einzuholen, und zerstören sie ihn, indem Sie seine Energie absaugen. Dank des intuitive Designs zum Steuern von Spielfunktionen mit nur einem Daumen können Sie Ihr Fahrzeug mit der Richtungstaste steuern, bei Gefahren schnell reagieren und über den Bit-Stream des „Keepers“ selber noch schneller werden.

Ist auf jedem phone vorinstalled, und kann man sich sonst anytime von der Nokia website herunterdownloaden. Oder noch besser: das Game ist playable on the phone wenn es heruntergedownloaded ist.

In der Knowledge Base von Microsoft steht tatsächlich das Wort “gedownloaded”.

2 Eimer

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Eigentlich bin ich ja kein Freud der selbstreferentiellen Eigenarten innerhalb der sich manchmal gegenseitig hochschaukelnden deutschen Blogosphäre (ääähh??!..), aber beim Anblick dieser zwei Eimer gestern morgen in der B-Ebene der Frankfurter Hauptwache, musste ich spontan an Leipzig denken.

[update:]

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Two days later on and these two buckets are still around.

Die Verwandlung

There has to be some kind of special relationship between me and insects* I still have to understand.

Still haunted by ever returning images of roaches that keep on bugging me in my dreams in a very Kafkaesque way, I only yesterday encountered another one of those strange phenomenons.

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I call it the attack of the Arachnids. Or whatever kind of spidery critters it was this time. This kind that makes you feel “eeeewwwwhhhh!!!” in the first moment.

What you see in the first picture is my washbag, and I’ve put it in that place just a few days ago. Yesterday evening I needed something out of it and discovered these little cocoons at the side of the top cover.
Upon turning the cover, one of the five cocoons fell off and broke to little pieces of dried soil on the floor, releasing about 10 to 15 little baby spiders.

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The second picture shows a close-up of the cocoon. I still have them in the bathroom and will keep them until I’ve figured out the exact biological name for these spiders. Any idea?

Talking about insects, I had to kill a tenacious wasp today who apparently thought about building her house BEHIND the books in the shelve over the bed. I wish there was a better way of convincing insects not to interfere with me.

(* insects, as in everything that moves and doesn’t have a brain to understand the simple words: “pay rent or move out”.)

things I didn’t buy…(part 2)

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The ultimate USB flashstick for my soccer-mad freaks (Daudi? :-)

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Daaamn, I was soooo close to buying one of these “men’s accessories” a.k.a. fake magnetic earrings. Hahahaaha….oh well….

(to be continued…)

AOB:

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Ok, now, serirously: what they lack here in Germany is DECENT MUSIC on the radio. You hear me? DECENT! Which means anything but Eros Rammazotti or German Pop or all this other crap as played on the radio. I just can’t stand it.

So the other day, they were playing Johnny Cash on the radio. Listening to Johnny Cash is like eating those Cheese Burgers at Java House. You just wish it never stops..

Tell u what: here in Norddeutschland, the ONLY station you can tune into is the one of the British Forces (British Forced Broadcasting Service, BFBS).

John Peel, pls come back & bless us with “something I haven’t heard before”.
Thx.

Embu nightlife

Last night my Safaricom air time finished and I still needed to do some things online. So I went over to the bar / night club next door here at Mugo Shopping Complex and….had the laugh of my life:

Grown up men, all drunken beyond this particular state when you would want them to meet their wife’s rolling pin (think of WM’s Thatcher character & u get the picture) were dancing to obscene Mughithi songs and the whole scenery looked so funny. Just like we know these dudes with their big Dorry Parrtonn hats and the pick-up parked outside.
Upon seeing me, one of the men pulled out his mobile phone and begged for a beer. “Look my mfriend”, he said while smelling like he had taken a longer bath in Changaa, “I mhave mtwo mshistassh in USA and Gaamany”. “Oh?”, I replied, “…alafu?”. He then showed me their telephone numbers and tried to impress me with that. “Yes my ffrrrriend, schoo juu mmbuyy mrree a mbiiiaaar?”.

Kirimu gitindagia andu njira – the fool makes other people stop on the road.

After telling him this (my favourite :-) proverb, he quickly disappeared.

And then I spotted this jamaa from Ujerumani sitting in front of his Tusker and grinning like Jack Nicholson in “the shining”. Now that’s another extreme: he arrived in Nairobi three weeks ago, took a Matatu upcountry and ended up in Embu. His plans actually included going to Mombasa, but then….he just stayed here. He told me about his job in Germany – a lorry driver who once studied political sciences but then skipped that university life for the real world out there. He isn’t rich and saved his last mbeca just to enjoy a few weeks of Tusker, Nyama Choma and hanging in boring places. Alone. Just one of those easy-going guys you can unload at any bar in the world – all he needs are a few beers, a packet of Sportsman cigarettes and someone to talk to. Nice.

You are standing there, looking at all these strange characters and thinking to yourself: Kenya believe it? Just like in a movie…

I am going to miss this place. *sigh*