Traveling Munchkins

Traveling? – That's obvious. Why Munchkins? – Why not? ;)


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Brain conditioning – A beautiful thing

Franzi has missed some sleep during the last nights as our little Munchkin is just kicking around like it’s having a dance competition in there!
Meine geliebte Franzi hat die letzten Nächte nicht sonderlich gut geschlafen, weil unser kleines Munchkin in ihrem Bauch nächtliche Tanzeinlagen vollführt..

Munchkin Dance-Off

What better way to make her (I mean the baby) sleepy than singing a lullaby?! But which one? There’s a lot of stuff out there, but I couldn’t decide which one.
Wie stellt man die jetzt ruhig (beide)? Am besten mit einem Schlaflied. Fragt sich nur, welches...

So I wrote one myself! My first song ever – I am pretty proud!
Da ich mich nicht entscheiden konnte, hab ich einfach selbst eines geschrieben! Und ich bin äusserst stolz darauf (wo ich doch eher unmusikalisch bin)!

The Sleepy Little Leprechaun

Well, ok, I did not come up with the melody. And technically, I only wrote 20% of the text… But instead of calling it plagiarism, I would like to see it as an homage to the original, that I improved upon. And it works! Last night, the little kick boxer slept through the entire night. And every time I read it / sing it out lout, it really makes me yawn myself. Brain conditioning is a beautiful thing!
Ok, also die Melodie hab ich nicht selbst geschrieben. Und wenn man’s ganz genau nimmt, entstammen auch nur 20% des Textes aus meiner Feder… Aber anstatt es als Plagiat zu bezeichnen, sehe ich es eher als Homage an den Originalsong. And es funktioniert! Die kleine Strampelmaus hat die ganze Nacht durchgeschlafen! Und mir selbst fallen beim Lesen auch schon immer die Augen zu. Ist schon toll, wie man sich selbst und andere konditionieren kann! Titel: “Der schläfrige kleine Kobold” (mehr übersetz ich jetzt nicht, dazu bin ich zu faul).

I have to give some credit to Patrick & Eugene, who wrote the original song on their album “Everything & Everyone”, so I thought, I just display it here as well for everyone to enjoy (and hear the melody if they wanted to sing it to their kids if they feel like it)…


Let’s see how tonight goes! (Addendum: It works 100% so far: 2 out of 2…)
Mal sehen wie diese Nacht läuft (Nachtrag: Lief gut, hat wieder funktioniert)!


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Pregnant Women Are Smug

Everyone knows it, nobody says it…

The question stands: Out of fear or political correctness? 😉

Pregnant women are smug
Everyone knows it, nobody says it
Because they’re pregnant
Effing son of a gun
You think you’re so deep now, you give me the creeps
Now that you’re pregnant

I can’t count all the ways how
You speak in cliches now:
Riki: So, do you want a boy or girl?
Kate: Oh, doesn’t matter as long as it’s healthy
Riki: Really? ‘Cause I don’t feel that those two things are related. It’s not like one or the other.
Kate: Oh, really, as long as it’s healthy.

I can’t wait to hear someone say
“Don’t care if it’s brain dead
Don’t care if it’s limbless
If it has a penis”

Pregnant women are smug
Everyone knows it, nobody says it
Because they’re pregnant
This zen world you’re enjoying
Makes you really annoying:
Riki: So, is it a boy or girl?
Kate: Oh, we know, but we’re not telling.
Riki: What you’re gonna name it?
Kate: Oh, we know, but we’re not telling.
Riki: Who’s the father?
Kate: Oh, we know, but we’re not telling. 

Bitch, I don’t really care
I was being polite
Since you have no life now
That you’re pregnant

You say you’re walking on air
You think that you’re glowing
But you’ve been ho’ing
And now you’re pregnant

You’re just giving birth now
You’re not Mother Earth now:
Riki: Oh my gosh, I’ve got so much going on. I got my novel published, I moved, I got married. 
Kate: Gosh, you know, everything seems so trivial now that I’m pregnant.
Riki: Well, I also helped end gang violence in Mexico when…
Kate: You know, I can’t even remember what I did before I was pregnant. Everything else seems so meaningless.

Pregnant women are smug
Everyone knows it, nobody says it
Because they’re pregnant
Effing son of a gun
You think you’re so deep now, you give me the creeps now
Now that you’re pregnant


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Life in the Woods – then & now

THEN

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.”

Henry David Thoreau

NOW

A Day in the Woods Now

http://www.incidentalcomics.com/2012/11/life-in-woods.html


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One piece

“Wenn die Sterne der Nacht uns begleiten /
bringen wir unsre Träume zum weissen Strand, /
wir werden auf den Wellen weiter reiten /
morgen finden wir unser Land!

Es wird alles so sein wie in unsrem Traum, /
weil der größte Schatz direkt vor uns liegt.
Wir kämpfen uns gemeinsam durch die wilde See, /
wir fliegen mit, solange die Welt sich noch dreht.

Wir folgen nur dem Kompass, den das Herz uns zeigt, /
denn das ist die Karte, die den Weg beschreibt, /
wir steuern jeden Tag mit vollen Segeln /
vielen neuen Abenteuern entgegen

Wir bleiben immer zusammen, ONE PIECE!

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Dunkel war’s, der Mond schien helle…

Dunkel war’s, der Mond schien helle,
grün war die beschneite Flur,
als ein Wagen blitzeschnelle,
langsam um die Ecke fuhr.

Drinnen saßen stehend Leute,
schweigend ins Gespräch vertieft,
Als ein totgeschoss’ner Hase
Auf der Sandbank Schlittschuh lief.

Und ein blondgelockter Jüngling
mit kohlrabenschwarzem Haar
saß auf einer grünen Kiste,
die rot angestrichen war.

Neben ihm ’ne alte Schrulle,
zählte kaum erst sechzehn Jahr,
in der Hand ’ne Butterstulle,
die mit Schmalz bestrichen war.

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Jambo

Jambo, Jambo bwana,
Habari gani, Mzuri sana.

Wageni, Wakaribishwa,
Kenya yetu Hakuna Matata.

Kenya nchi nzuri, Hakuna Matata.
Nchi ya maajabu, Hakuna Matata.

Nchi yenye amani, Hakuna Matata.
Hakuna Matata, Hakuna Matata.

Watu wote, Hakuna Matata,
Wakaribishwa, Hakuna Matata.

Hakuna Matata, Hakuna Matata.*

*Kenyan Welcome Song


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The Song of the Stars

The Song of the Stars

We are the stars which sing,
We sing with our light;

We are the birds of fire,
We fly over the sky.

Our light is a voice;

We make a road for spirits,
For the spirits to pass over.

Among us are three hunters
Who chase a bear;

There never was a time
When they were not hunting.

We look down on the mountains.

This is the Song of the Stars.

– Native American poem about three hunters, representing the tree stars in the handle of the Big Dipper –

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Last night we went star gazing, and looking through the biggest portable telescopes I have ever seen, I saw Saturn and a binary star system crystal clear for the first time with my own eyes.

In addtion, I learned that it is more likely to be killed by your blender than to be hit by a meteorid…


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The Raven

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted – nevermore!

Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849)

 


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Different Glances

A View of Taishan

With what can I compare the Great Peak?
Over the surrounding provinces,
its blue-green hue never dwindles from sight.
Infused by the Shaper of Forms with the soaring power of divinity,
Shaded and sunlit, its slopes divide night from day.
Breast heaving as I climb towards the clouds,
Eyes straining to follow birds flying home, Someday I shall reach its peerless summit,
And behold all mountains in a single glance.

Tu Fu, T’ang Dynasty, China

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