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December 2009
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November 12, 2009
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Shake it like a white boy! Shake it like a white boy! Shake it like a white boy, just don't stop!
Posted by: Kissygirl | November 12, 2009 at 11:15 AM
I'm rather offended by this.....
My Grandfather was an elf...but then they kicked him out so he became a Gnome......
something about not paying union dues......
Posted by: Stu J 2.0 | November 12, 2009 at 01:36 PM
It's juat one little step from Elf to Zwölf - german numerolocy feat. an Umlaut at work.
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | November 13, 2009 at 02:37 AM
Gnome your home, Stu.
Anyway, thanks for the Christmascard/video. Sorry I'm a bit quiet lately. Maybe all these years of getting fed by failure, finally have eroded my camel, or some gibberish like that. What I mean is that my words seem more futile than ever. All but hoarse humming written in smoke on a breezy day.
Posted by: Martijn | November 13, 2009 at 04:47 AM
Blimey - it should of course be "just" and "numerology". Beg your pardon.
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | November 13, 2009 at 09:33 AM
Grüß Gott J.M. I always love your blimeys!
P.S. I was on vacation in Germany last August and someone whom I met in the forrest (another hiker) actually said 'Grüß Gott' to me. Who would have thought that this was actual practice! And, to top that off, I also saw a guy in, no shit, Lederhosen! I love Germany.
Posted by: Martijn | November 13, 2009 at 09:45 AM
"Grüß Gott!" and Lederhosen? That's bavaria, I presume. Here in the seabreeze-shaken north of germany people say "Moin!".
And you really shouldn't love germany.
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | November 13, 2009 at 10:18 AM
No, it was in East Germany, near Neubrandenburg. Maybe couple of strayed Bavarians perhaps. It's hard to love one's own country, but my Germany trip was awsome! Saw Rügen (Prora! ha ha), Müritz, Frankfurt an der Oder and Berlin, the Coolest Place on Earth.
Posted by: Martijn | November 13, 2009 at 10:21 AM
You were on Rugen? So cool! Prora rocks! Hey everybody!
Moin! Moin!
Posted by: UF Mike | November 13, 2009 at 11:10 AM
That was pretty darn authentic, from the elf socks to the lighted dance floor.
The only thing missing was the backgammon bar and some big hair.
Posted by: Steve | November 13, 2009 at 12:16 PM
Fine to hear you had a great trip, Martijn! I guess I could love germany if I wasn't actually an inmate of this country.
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | November 13, 2009 at 12:57 PM