Getting ready for visitors

I’ve got a work colleague who’s headed down for work this week. For the weekends, he’s crashing on my sofa (I figure I crashed in his spare room while I was in Ireland – the least I could do was trade off the favor, right?!?) . In truth, for anyone who knows me, I’m putting him in my room on the bed, then I will wind up on the pullout couch with the dog. (How mean would that be – not only do you have to sleep on the sofa, but you have to fight with the dog for space!!)

Anyhow, I’m looking forward to playing hostess, planning the best trip through Berlin for site seeing and a few outings to make sure he’s just as smashed as I was in Ireland for the first couple days. It’ll be great. Now… if I can just finish getting everything (final clean wise) ready….

Post more next week – and hopefully with a few pictures of me – since I’ll have someone to snap a few.

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Lost in Translation – Blogisode 11

** This is an occasional thread through my blog series – dedicated to things that can be mis understood, mis-interpreted, and just plain odd because they lose something (or gain someting unintended) in translation. And since seeing is believing, I’m here to provide you with VISUAL proof of what’s been… LOST IN TRANSLATION. **

Well it’s been a while since I went down this road – nearly a month in fact – since I last mentioned anything. However, this past week has really come up with some doozies (must be the end of the quarter) that I have decided to post this week’s examples in one thread. First up are a couple gems from Tiny Teltow, Germany – where they think they’re cosmopolitan, but really… well…they are a never ending source for a few giggles.

Here’s the Wolff Optical.

Wolff Optic

Ok so I loved the name of the optician (the only thing that would be better would be if they were “hawk” optic).

I am, however, still confused by the repetitive use of the clock faces in all of their store windows. What does a clock (a symbol for time?) have to do with buying eyeglasses and contact lenses?

Right next store to it is a shop that has closed up. Probabally because it had such a bad name – that I always thought would be more suited to a Strip Club, Gangster Hang-out, or something devious. It’s the Station 4 Players:

Station 4 players

Yes, really. But instead of being what one might expect it to have been – when it was open, it was a shop that geared toward sports players – selling jerseys, equipment, etc. Bummer.. maybe now though – someone will rent it and just not bother to rename.

Last but not least (yeah, it’s the best) it’s yet another ad from Burger King’s mis-guided executive promotions department. Yes, I’m sure the burgers taste great but really…..

Mountain Burger

The Mountain Burger.

“Gigantish grosser grillgenuss”

Basically giant sized large grilled goodness… in a burger.

You have the options of a smoky barbeque mountain ( a favorite from those plagued by wildfires); the blue cheese mountain (just in case you’re tired of a few purple mountains magesty); and the rocky cheese mountain (wait.. rocks and cheese?!? I guess you really can eat anything with the right topping….)

My favorite is still the “angry whopper” but…. this is pretty good too.

Once again, Burger King gets the award for the best Lost in Translation – and the best burger. What do ya know.. maybe despite the weird campaign… they really do know what they’re doing?!?

*ps – I’m off to prague tomorrow, so I’ll be back on Tuesday with all new sources of inspiration.

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Insomnia and weird dreams…

Last night I couldn’t sleep. I just couldn’t. It wasn’t like I was bothered by anything major, nor like I felt stressed. I just didn’t feel tired. When I finally did get to sleep around 3:30 am, I turned off my 5:30 alarm and figured on sleeping until 10 or 11 in the morning. HAH. It’s 8:20 and I’m awake. Have been for a few hours.

Thing is that when I woke up, the record player in my head was playing a song. It happens sometimes, whatever that “I can learn a song in 3 listens” thing is kicks in and repeats the song while I’ve been dreaming. Dreams set to music.

Anyhow, after taking the dog out, doing a bit more laundry, and making breakfast, I realized I was still singing the song. I guess it was supposed to be my subconsious or my guardian angels telling me everything’s going to be ok and to quit stressing. So, what song is it?

Funny enough, it’s So Far Away by Staind.

Lyrics:
This is my life
It’s not what it was before
All these feelings I’ve shared
These are my dreams
That I’d never lived before
Somebody shake me ’cause I
I must be sleeping

Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain
All the mistakes of one life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
And I feel like I can face the day
I can forgive, and I’m not ashamed
To be the person I am today

These are my words
That I’ve never said before
I think I’m doing okay
And this is the smile
That I’ve never shown before
Somebody shake me ’cause I
I must be sleeping

Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
All the struggle we thought was all in vain
All the mistakes of one life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
And I feel like I can face the day
I can forgive, and I’m not ashamed
To be the person I am today

I’m so afraid of waking
Please don’t shake me
Afraid of waking
Please dont shake me

Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain
All the mistakes of one life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
And I feel like I can face the day
I can forgive, and I’m not ashamed
To be the person I am today

I can forgive, and I’m not ashamed
To be the person I am today

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