Friday, November 17, 2006

Grocery Store Sell Frozen Yogurt

balloon

"He rises!" - "Now he flies!" - "Let it fly, let it go!"
on the arms and legs were a number of fair-balloons attached, so many that she Guido - the smallest and most slender of my primary school class - raised in the air. The other let go and he went flying, of which there was no way to transport him back to earth. A strong gust of wind drove him from the side, I rushed after the only one.
was through the open door, he blew into the stairwell and increased in the hexagonal structure to the roof. I climbed onto the struts of the ceiling structure and caught Guido, could it, now small and cylindrical, land safely on the stairs.
Not so the second air balloon victims: the balloons burst in the stairway, leaving the cargo falling into the cellar. Shrinking and astringent to the naked little bodies formed the plastic pieces have a bubble in which the victim was caught. Through the fall and the plastic, he was sure dead, I wanted to leave the basement when I saw that but still something was moving. In the gray, semi-transparent thin pink plastic bag moving arms and legs. I am so disgusted that I did not managed to free him, but ran up the basement stairs, pulled out my phone and wanted to dial the emergency number. In looking back I saw that there ar a woman who had put in the bubble: they had been freed and now rolled on his back, his whole body completely burned.
The phone was to use a little unusual: the display, there were many bodies, all of which is at zero, and at any place associated keys: when pressed, the indicator jumped to one, two and so on. However, somehow I pressed the wrong button and ended up in the channel selection and other technical menus. As I sat in the doorway, I was a young woman who wanted to go in there, yelled, I was sitting in the way and why I did that. I replied that it was something happens, they would learn in already, or they could well go into the cellar and see - what they then did.
I finally managed to produce in the third position in the display and chose a one to the emergency. It is reported, a police officer, I explained my concerns, but then realized that this was only an answering machine, which hung up again. After a brief moment of shock I was but another police station also connected, where you promised to send help.
The woman who had yelled me came running back out of the cellar, and we became good friends. The
Ambulance arrived, the doctor and several paramedics with carrying went to the basement while we were waiting outside the house. Unfortunately, he came back with a shrug after some time, and the fat paramedics only grinned ruefully - the victim was already dead, they could not do anything.
My new friends and I went to the pub, it quickly became more crowded, all young girls came in the door. Was Monday or Friday? Monday new schools came here on a school trip, Friday to a rented clubs over the weekend. My friend had meanwhile become an old married couple, with whom I am, sitting on steps, as they were in school in the break room, entertained. Then came an old man, bent, with bumps and terrible excesses. It was the dead air balloon offering, which sat down with us. His wife was also included. We talked about gardening, both aged couples, the dead and the living, understood very well. It was a very conciliatory, nice conversation, which took off from the surrounding soothing babble of teen girls, and in the course of which the excesses of the dead people were more and more until he got a but wrinkled, but very dignified face.
Bowed he walked away from the restaurant.



I had a dream this morning already so well forgotten, in the shower, I had only so the dull feeling: "There was something, something disgusting ... "- at once I remembered everything back on this man in the charred remains of balloon -. phew, the creepy ...

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Powered Kidde Smoke Detector Chirping

Borat

Hey, was after quite a long time once again in the biggest film I multiplex. Cinema of Germany have seen.

One can moreover avoid the worst Goofy nuts in the audience, get a good seat in the house and understand the Wortspielchen a good bit better if you look at the original.

The film is quite cheeky. The basic principle is to act as a television reporter and distort the position of the opponent into the grotesque, to use worst stereotypes or formulate views radically. Then you might see the reaction of others to wait no longer to know what to make of it: Actually these are their own views, but that's not for me it has meant. When Borat yells: "We support our boys in Iraq!" all clap wildly, he rises to "drink the blood of Bush May every man, woman or child in Iraq!" to which then had a certain restlessness in the audience makes wide.
The story that binds the individual scenes together, however, is plenty weak. The best one looks at the film as a series of individual sketches. You can also find the humor at times a bit too rough, but the nerve! Ignore all of that total political correctness! that has something special.

are apparently most of the scenes were actually filmed without the knowledge of "interviewees". I would have thought that a few times actors were used - which would have harmed the film is not in my view, this questionable authenticity does not, it's just a movie. Irgenwelche politicians to film the interview and that is ok to send you, too, are for the weak sense that they mortise responsible. Drunken expose students to speak in the world is against public plenty unfair.


Monday, November 6, 2006

Gay Brazilian Bait Bus

heat and cold

but everything is really normal. Work, sometimes a bit of stress, sometimes it's fun. Shopping, do household. Occasionally the Friend visit or visits will be. Actually, everything was normal - but the couple of hours with A. give the whole day, even if it is not close to a beautiful shine. Always in the background there's this positive attitude. So far, I knew the maximum in the negative sense, ie that something is happening or imminent, which has colored everything else, all day, with worry or anxiety. Good vibrations rule, so to speak ...

My apartment is very cold again, just as it was so cold I had turned down the heating was not even at home. Brrr ... This single-glazed windows historic suck all the heat from the room, and radiators, appropriately enough in the corner opposite the windows are installed, so slow!