Better than the Original

If only the actual debate had been this entertaining!

chirp chirp chirp

We're computer geeks. We have lots of electronic equipment strewn about the house. Something, somewhere, in this house is chirping at me. It's a new chirp, something I haven't heard before, so that eliminates the smoke alarms or the phones. It's making me crazy. When I get up to investigate said chirp, it stays quiet. When I sit back down at my desk hoping to forget about it... 'chirpy chirpy chirpy'.

Where are you?
WHAT are you?
What is your issue??

Today's Cuteness Quotient has been met :)

SNL Sara Palin Interview vs Real Sara Palin

Just watch and compare - frightening.

Danish Radio

Danish radio is an extremely interesting mix of music, put together in a way that basically makes no sense at all. You can hear the latest hit, followed by a song in a totally different style, from a long bigone era. Most of the 'oldies' that they do stick in the rotation were popular in their day, and are often still popular in their own way. However, the song I heard the other day, doesn't really fit that bill. Sure, it was a huge hit way back when, and as a matter of fact, my brother and I saved our pennies long ago just to buy the K-tel album containing this song (one of those things I probably shouldn't admit to). But I can't say that I've missed the song in any way and I could probably have lived my life without ever hearing it again, but someone, somewhere, in Denmark, must still like this song...

There is a point to this..

My day began when Lexi decided to gak up something, at 6am.

I started work at 7:55 AM, only to find out that I made a mistake in something for which I'm responsible, and I caused a big mess, and yeah, it can be fixed, but I don't like being the person responsible for the mess. So I felt like an idiot, and still do.

Last week we received my official notification that I can still live here for the next 2 years (okay, technically less than that because my passport expires in 2010, but whatever). To finish off the whole process, I have to go to the police station, in Viborg, bring them yet another passport photo, and get my new sticker. Why they need another photo is beyond me as they not only have my previous photo, but I also had to submit one with my application, so they should have that one too, but yep, gotta bring another one. Luckily, I still have one from the last time I had them taken. Okay, paperwork, passport, photo, ready. Sign out for Lunch and off to Viborg I go.

From Karup, there's only one way to get to Viborg and it's your typical Danish two lane road. Well wouldn't you know that today is the day they decided that the lines on the road needed painting. I would agree, they desperately do need some new paint, but is it really necessary to lower the speed limit to 50 Kph (30 mph), no passing, for a 3 Km stretch of road when the machine doing the painting fits in a 5 meter space? I was past the painting dude in the first 20 meters of this reduced speed zone and had to continue, slowly, behind 3 other cars, wondering when it would ever end.

Eventually it did end, and then I got stuck behind granny, who refused to bring her little zoom zoom mazda up to the actual posted speed limit. Get out of my freaking way lady! Sigh - these things have a tendency to irritate me.

Finally made it to the Politi in Viborg. Got inside, and then I see a nice sign on the desk of the immigration service. They're open between 10-12 on Tuesday, and between 2-4 on Thursday. How nice. Nevermind that 'min mand' assured me that I could go at anytime. No sticker today - must return tomorrow.

Drive home again - again through the reduced speed zone. This time the car ahead of me decided to ignore the zone, so yeah, I went along with the flow. Sue me. We finally caught up to painting dude in the last 20 meters of the zone - basically in the same place he was when I passed him on the way out to Viborg. Painting is a slow process apparently.

The moral (point) of this story? Call first.

Passed!

Just an update from the land of sprogskole...

I have officially passed the module 3 test and am now in module 4.

Doesn't really feel like I should be that far - but according to the tests, I'm ready!