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Welcome to the tranquil spa Bad Cimd!

Bad Cimd 1

Ever wanted to see a one-horse town grow to a hamlet grow to a village grow to a city? Without being able to do anything (except commenting a little)? Then “MyMiniCity” is right for you! :mrgreen:

For each unique visitor per day, the visitor counter is incremented (and later, with separate links, also industry, transportation, security etc.). So keep on clicking the link to Bad Cimd (“Bad” = spa), lest this town remains in the middle of nowhere.

No, I don’t see any meaning except some simple playing around in that, either… :P


Update 15 Jan 08: The 50th inhabitant has arrived, now you can’t just “move there”, but also build industry. So please click on one day on one, the other day on the other… (The road sign in the sidebar now links randomly to one of them.)

Bad Cimd 50


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Fractal thongs are a biohazard

At least, somehow “G-string/thong” and “biohazard warning sign” crossed my mind when I looked at the fractal title of the latest edition (1/08) of the magazine Spektrum der Wissenschaft (German edition of Scientific American)…:

SdW 01/2008 title

The magazine itself – which I’ve been reading for many years now – is, of course, more serious and respectable and much less crazy than my thoughts sometimes are. And more worth reading. ;)

:hammer:

Rubbing ideas for me

Ideas rub you properly
Properly and sportive
Well, ideas
Ideas for me
You rub not the misery
But the snake rubs you
You ideas, you sportive ones
Ideas for me, ideas mighty and beautiful

:lol2:

Huh?

Since I couldn’t come up with something better, I just used the German poem generator Poetron (homepage), which I had just discovered, entered the German equivalents to “me”, “idea” and “uninspired” (which wasn’t used), and the very first (honestly!), erm, poem it gave me was what I then translated pretty much verbatim above…

:hammer:

Wörter des Jahres 2007

This is about the German “Words of the Year 2007”.

Wenn man nach der Dopingbeichte in Second Life in die reale Raucherkneipe geht, um über den Bundestrojaner zu diskutieren, anstatt, nachdem man durch Arbeit arm geworden ist, dank Herdprämie doch noch eine Lustreise anzutreten, was durch spritdurstige Autos und Flugzeuge die Klimakatastrophe auch nicht gerade aufzuhalten hülfe – wird dann alles Knut?

» Gesellschaft für deutsche Sprache: Wort des Jahres 2007