Kleine Unterschiede

Look at this. I successfully Stitched My Place!



(This is an allusion to the Pimp My Ride show on MTV. On Friday, I pimped my ride, too: I installed two blue lights in Smørebrød's trunk. It looks cool, but unfortunately doesn't look good. Blue cold light doesn't go well with cream-coloured leather.)

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Der Kleine Unterschied:

Konventioneller Unterricht:
"Führen Sie Übung A bis Montag zehn Mal durch."

Waldorf:
"Wenn Du Dir die Grüne Wiese zwei Mal vorstellst, ist es gut."

The Light Sabre

I got myself a cool thing today, ordered via Techno. It is...

a Light Sabre!
Or something similar, at least.

The Eerie Files (from Munich)

MW complained there's no update to be seen far and wide on my blog. So here you are...

Yesterday, amongst other things I visited BA in Munich. I went there on Wednesday night, and left Smørebrød at the P&R facilities at the new Allianz Arena soccer stadium just out of town. It was lit - a brillant, hovering blue in the dark of the night, with the white and red lights of the highway right next to it. It is immense. During daytime, or when it is not lit, it looks banal. But lit from inside in this eerie blue... wow.

I took the U-Bahn to city centre (and the next day back again, so it cost me EUR 4,70 to leave the car outside of the centre, which is devoid of parking lots).



In the evening, we dined out at an Indian's.




Munich was white. A thin layer of snow covered everything around, and light snow dust was drifting down from the sky.
Outside of Munich, the ground was completely white. For this year, it was the first drive in winter for me.




Oh, and there was a fat cat in a shopwindow facing the street. The shopkeeper will have a hard time reorganizing the ages-old boxes of hair conditioner (oh. This reminds me I still have to get a new bottle of shampoo... a thing I keep forgetting now for a week or so) that the cat toppled over.

baadf00d

Today's funny food fact:
We found out that, instead of providing some nutritients as should be assumed, the GSP mensa food actually deprives the consumer of (at least) water.

Besides, some days ago MW & me both decided that we couldn't stand the abominable sight of the useless wall-attached ashtrays in our corridor. Neither does anybody smoke, nor is it allowed at all, so we contributed to the world's beauty in general by converting them into plant pots:

El Secretario General

This Saturday, our boss gave a birthday party.
What follows is a picture of my gift, a copy of an electronic semi-propaganda ad poster:

I'm sorry I was mistaken

I feel pretty embarrassed, but I think today's mensa pork meat looked like a close-up of a vagina:

QotD

Today's Question of the Day...

Assume a) hot coffee and b) cold milk.
Further assume you want to mix both ingredients, and keep the mixture maximally warm for as long as possible. Specifically: After being supplied with both ingredients, there is a time span t_d after which the mixture should be maximally warm.

The question is:
When should mixing occur - early on, i.e. at t = 0, or late, i.e. near t = t_d?

(Actually, I posed the question to different people several times already. Unfortunately, I keep forgetting the answer.
For results, please mail them in to philipp@stolka.de.)

10000!

BTW, today is my birthday.

My 10000th birthday. I'm 10000 days old! Whoohoo!

(The calculation is courtesy of MW. It's his responsibility for the numbers to be correct.)

Protestpotenzial

Aus einem Interview von tagesschau.de mit dem Migrations-Experten Professor Klaus J. Bade von der Universität Osnabrück (hier):

"Es gibt starke Bildungs-Defizite bei Zuwanderern und ihren Nachkommen, die Arbeitslosenrate ist sehr hoch - und wir haben ein wachsendes jugendliches Protestpotenzial von Leuten, die anzugreifen beginnen, weil sie keine Chancen mehr sehen. Die Spitzengruppe sind die Spätaussiedler, also Menschen deutscher Herkunft, die aus Russland zugewandert sind. Jeder vierte jugendliche Gewalttäter, der schon mehr als zehnmal bei den Behörden aufgefallen ist, ist ein Spätaussiedler. Das ist ein alarmierendes Signal."

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Selbst wenn es da nicht stünde, für mich bedeutet das im Klartext: Es handelt sich um Russen.

Long Weekend

I spent the long weekend at home, i.e. my parents' place.
My dad loves his car almost as much as I do with mine, so he grabs any opportunity to use it, even if it means that my sis has to drive (the following picture has been slightly modified to be in line with the current psychedelia retrospective Summer of Love):



The car is too small for today's young adult generation, too:



But at least, we're Pope:



On Monday, my mom and me went for a trip to Trier, to go windowshopping (I have no needs any more, I found). Since gas is still cheaper in Luxemburg (currently, just for the record, Super 98 is priced at 1.044 EUR/l), we filled Smørebrød up there.
Since it was All Saints Day, there was a kind of fair taking place in Trier, pretty small, but still including both bumper cars and sth called bungee trampoline.