Jaja, heit scho rächt – isch wideremal länger her siti ds letscht Mal epis uf Dialäkt gschribu ha… oder siti generell ds letscht Mal epis gschribu ha. Es isch aber öi rächt vill los gsi am Änd vam letschtu und inu erschtu Täg vam nöiu Jahr: Wier hei im Dezämber en nöii Wohnig gfunnu (judihui – ändli üs us dischum Hasuschtall!), bi miner Famili ga Chrischtchindli schpilu, hei Wiähnächtu im Hasuschtall gfirut, hei Silwäschter “Bonjour Madame” uf Dänisch gschpillt, ha mi fer en nöii Üsbildig entschlossu, bi sche am Job süechu, gibu der Kollegi Dänischschtunne, si am Zigglu organisieru, secklä chritz-und-quer durch d Mebilgschäftwältgschicht, sinisch am Uberleggu wa wer am gschidschtu en Wäschmaschina und en Frigor chöife, hei ischers Drijeeriga gfiirut, ha zwei Paar Schüe gschöift und ah ja, wier heirate im Summer.

Güet’s Nöis alli mitenand!

To my international friends: Please read the Master’s blog to get the gist of this post.

Ok, this might not be new and many of you might have received it by e-mail as well but I like it. Plus there are surely worse topics for my first post this year, so here goes:

My Wish For You In 2007

May peace break into your house and
may thieves come to steal your debts.

May the pockets of your jeans become
a magnet for $100 bills.

May love stick to your face like Vaseline
and may laughter assault your lips!

May your clothes smell of success
like smoking tires.

May happiness slap you across the face.

May your tears be that of joy.

and….

May the problems you had, forget your home address!

In simple words ……..
May 2007 be the best year of your life!!!

more information will be disclosed soon

Stunningly beautiful or WTF WTF WTF!

Gee – time’s running fast these days and it’s not as if I’d be a busy bee… rather the opposite to be honest but let’s not go down that road.
Where was I? Yeah, it’s mid-November already and the master thought it to be a good occassion to celebrate a little pre-Christmas-do or in other words: He decided to endow the two of us with early-winter pressies – now that’s what I call a generous master! I won’t go too much into his own present because I’m sure he’s so much bubbling with excitement that I’m sure he won’t be able to shut up about it. So just a hint: Our pathetic evenings watching DVDs on either his or mine 20″ screens are definitely gone or to put it another way, it’ll have a diagonal in inches that is larger than either of us is years old.
But back to the way more important part (can’t believe I could ramble on for several lines without even mentioning it) of our November treats: Mine! It’s teeny tiny, red and shiny and to be seen on the left (nope – not my shirt). I’m absolutely mad with joy because of my brand new iPod nano (PRODUCT)Red. I wanted a nano since they first came out but never really brought myself to buy one (who’s calling me a niggard?). So ever since Apple affiliated with (RED) I kept nagging about how this would be the perfect occasion to pull myself together and actually buy one… Well, my nagging was successful as I’m now the proud owner of my precious red toy. What did we learn from today’s episode ladies? – Keep nagging and the result wont be grand but magnificent. Later days!

Sodeli, isch scho widär es momäntji gangu, bissi derzüe bi chu epis hie z schribu. Letscht Wucha hani nid der Zit khä, will mini Eltru und mini Schweschter mich hie sind chu bsüechu. Schi sind mit dum Autozug cho und darum heiwer öi es bitzji eswas vam Land chennu ga alüegu und nid nummu grad z Schtadtzentrum. Am Mittwoch, dum Tag mit dum wächschtu Wätter siwer uf Skagen gangu. Da bini scho zig Mal gsi – öi mit der Mama und der Marie-Thérèse wennsch mi vor dri Jahr zersch mal sind chu bsüechu – aber es isch halt scho es ganz schpeziells Ortji fer Lit vane Bärga. D’Mama und der Papa hent de öi demuna es gschpässigs Gfühl im Büch kha, wennsch da am üssruschtu Schpitz gschtannu sind. Ds Bildji hiä linggs isch sozsägu en Biwis das ne trotzdem zimli güet gangu isch.

Ds Foto hie ufer rächtu Sita isch nid appa va letsch Jahr oder va Grönland. Das isch was ich hittu morgu üs minum Feischter gseh ha – wirkli währli wahr! Ich ha gmeint, mine Meischter welle mich versecklu, waner mehr emorgu bim Wecku gseit het, dass schniie… aber nei. Der hat das nit nummu gmeint, äs isch öi wirkli so gsi! Inner Zwischuzit het’s aber wider üfkhert schniiu, d Sunna isch üsacho und es zämu mit dum Wind wa hittu wie nid gschid blasut het’s scho fasch alle Schnee wider grümmt, aber ey: ÄS HET GESCHNIIT!

Ok – all you people out there who have misspelled the actual name and ended up on my blog: The “funny” video with the “not so thin” guy dancing to an Eastern European “pop” song you were looking for is called numa numa dance – not nummu, nummu dance or any other version my log told me people were looking for. So watch the clip, go nuts and bye!
And just for the record: Nummu is dialect for only.


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In miner Schtatistik fallt mier immer wider üf, das mich d Lit mit du gschpässigschtu Üsdruck finunt. Eine derfa isch nummu und es isch grad es Momäntji gangu, bis ich gschtigu bi, wiso: Das sind Lit wa das Filmji süechunt! Das Filmji wa schich en Amerikanische Schieler zum Pfifl macht isch sit ungfähr zwei Jahr en absolute Klassiker… und me sägi daderzüe appa nid.

That’s gonna end all the lovely Google Video vs You Tube discussions the Master and I used to have. What a pity… but hey, $1.65 billion was such a tempting offer that the poor people in Mountain View couldn’t possibly decline.

Three cheers for BBC’s new production, Jane Eyre – on (at the very least) for every broadcasted episode so far. Well, that might be a bit far fetched as I couldn’t really warm up for anything in episode one (was very tempted to call i a major let-down) but the next two episodes made up for that flaws of the first… big time! I wouldn’ go as far as to call it my favourite ever (since the novel isn’t one of my favs either) but it’s definitely getting close (btw: the picture on the right is not yours. Do not claim it as such.).

***SPOILERS*** (stop reading here in case you haven’t watched the adaption/read the novel):
The rushed childhood might be called a first lapse but to be honest, I never cared about that part of the novel anyway. I rather considered it be a smart approach to a not so attractive part of the novel. Nevertheless, every good thing was missing and especially Jane’s relationship with Helen was reduced so much that some parts of her character later in life and even the naming of Helen later on seems out of the blue, I think. Plus: Was that an altar she was lying on? But then, Thornfield – at last. It took me quite a while to adapt to both, Ruth Wilson and Toby Stevens – her mouth reminded me just too much of a guy (!) I went to school with and his flirty-girty appearance was just over the top. Another reason for my dislike was the sheer overkill of hand-held shots. It’s great that they tried a more modern approach to filming a periode movie but thought it overdone for the most time and distracting rather than intruiging. It seemed a bit film-student trying to be innovative and reminded of Dogma95 movies.

Then part 2 came, I had made my peace with RW’s face and TS’s smiles and *PANG!* – I was lost. Especially RW’s performance was simply great and even if I will never seriously fancy the man so do I still have to admit that TD’s Rochester is growing on me. The only scene I wasn’t happy with in this episode was the money-for-the-journey scene – it’s one of my all time favourite moments in literature (together with the letter from Persuasion, the funeral from Holly and others) and I lovelovelove it in the ZC/TD adaption and this adaption lacked all the spark, I found. I so missed Timothy Dalton shouting “you shall walk up the pyramides of Egypt!…. you little niggard!” – Wonderful! Even if I can understand why they changed a lot of the original lines, to exclude these lines sure was a blunder! Click here to see how RW and TS managed this scene.

Now finally, episode 3 was aired last night and I can’t help the big huge grin Mr Lovedrunk has planted onto my face… Seriously, I’ve never seen anything like it and TS was too cute. I was giggling all the way through their getting together, the first kisses, the hand in the carriage, the “that child knows you better than I do” – lovely! TS starts filling Rochester’s larger-than-life pants and I’m thrilled to watch him doing so. As for RW, I can’t think of anything more to say that she just might have pushed ZC off the little thrown I’ve had built in her honour… there’s never been a more genuine portrayal of JE than hers. I laugh with her and suffer with her and can’t wait to see her struggle next time – Click here for a clip of the crucial scene in this episode. What a pity that they seem to have chosen to skip the taking-off scene! We’ll have to do without it then… if only it’d be Sunday already! Alas, there’s still a lot to rewatch (for instance a clip from the final episode) and rediscuss on C19 and reread on Penny For Your Dream and Brontëana.

Yes, it’s sad but true. Whilst my British friends and whoever else who is as fortunate as to receive BBC One cherrished a merry Sunday evening watching the new Jane Eyre adaption (which I mentioned in a previous post), was I sitting in my Scandinavian living-room, cursing the day we decided not to buy a TV-set. Oh – by the by, did I mention already that I’m insandly jealous? Well, there’s one thing to look forward to: The release of the DVD… next February for crying out loud – *Insert teeth grinding* – Thank you.