The annual burning of the snowman was yesterday. We went down there, but I never ended up taking any pictures of the festivities. It probably looked very similar to last year’s. It was a great day with an enormous turnout and we weren’t in the mood to fight through it all so we just plopped down at a sidewalk café a few blocks away and contented ourselves with just hearing the exploding head. It only took about 10 minutes for the head to explode this year, which indicates we are in for a hot summer. No groundhogs predicting seasons here, folks,
The real action this year though came a couple days before the big event when the snowman was stolen from the garage it was being built in. Check this out:
The group, calling itself the "1. Mai – Strasse Frei" (loosely translated as Retaking the Streets on May Day), claiming responsibility for the theft, saying the 3.5-metre tall snowman "had had enough of putting its head on the line for capitalists".
Hilarious. These guys are pretty hardcore if they think Sechseläuten has a capitalist feel to it. Unless you count the makeshift tents that dare to sell drinks, snacks, and balloons. Seriously, it would only take a couple drum circles to go along with all the costumes and they could just call it The Burning (snow)Man. In fact, the entire event has historical roots with the spring equinox when the church bells would chime at 6 o’clock for work to stop. Telling someone when they have to stop working isn’t a real capitalist idea last I checked.
The drum circle reference was because this whole thing reminded me of that hilarious South Park I saw the other day where the hippies invaded with a “jam band music festival” to fight against the Corporation.
Hippie 1 – Right now we’re proving we don’t need corporations. We don’t need money. This can become a commune where everyone just helps each other.
Hippe 2 – Yeah, we’ll have one guy who like makes bread and one guy who like looks out for other people’s safety.
Stan – You mean like a baker and a cop?
Hippie 1 – No. No. Can’t you imagine a place where people live together and like provide services for each other in exchange for their services?
Kyle – Yeah, it’s called a town.
Here's a hint...
Starts with Chiz and ends with rents.
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If you didn’t figure it out from the three clues in the last post, the city Chiz chose for our latest trip was Budapest, Hungary. It is only a 1 ½ hour plane ride from Zurich to the huge Central European city so it made another great candidate of the long weekend variety.
The first fun fact we learned is that the ‘blue’ Danube runs through the middle of the city and separates the two parts of the city. Literally. The city to the west of the river is Buda and the city to the east is Pest. When we heard this we realized what a perfect fit this city was for the two of us. I naturally represent the Buda side with my spherical belly, which leaves Chizzy to be the… well, you get it. If you don’t have the knack for keeping compass directions clear in your mind, the Buda side can always be easily identified because it is the side with the hills. Pest is totally flat.
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Not a whole lot been going on lately, but I feel the blogging duties pulling at me so you get a miscellaneous update.
Chiz was supposed to report on this first issue, but she has become permanently tethered to the iPod and doesn’t have time for these trivial matters anymore. Oh, and by the way, she has become a model customer for iTunes and is even paying for television shows, audio books, and music. Anyway, she made a fantastic discovery the other night and wanted to share this with everybody at some point. You see, she bought a winter coat a few month back but was totally bummed when she got it home and found that the pockets in the front were just for looks and didn’t really open. She suffered through the entire winter with no place to put her cold hands. Now spring is upon us and she runs out to buy a trench coat only to get it home and find the pockets on this garment are also only for show. Or are they!? Thinking this was more than mere coincidence, she gets under the light to really explore the new coat. There sure feels like extra material under the lining that would indicate a pocket. Are the pockets really sewn shut? Is this the way coats are sold here? Did she really go all winter looking awkward with her hands under her armpits and being uncomfortable for no reason? Did people she openly lament to about having coats with no pockets know that coats were sold like this? Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Complete with photo evidence on the winter offender.
We went to a show last week. It was the future Mrs. Brown that introduced us to Nada Surf a couple years back. When we saw they were playing a little music club here, we bought the tickets right away. It was a good show in a venue that is comparable in size to the Crocodile or Chop Suey. The venue is called Abart and is the same place Brandi’s friend’s band was playing a while back that we lamed out on. We are sorry we did now. It was a lot of fun. As an American entertainer, the lead singer did his sworn foreign policy duty about midway through the set when he stripped down to his FUCK BUSH T-shirt. They played all the greats, saving Blonde on Blonde for the encore so everybody would stick it out.
Operation: Mindcrime 2 was released here a couple days earlier than in the states and I had Chiz pick me up a copy the day it came out. I put it on repeat for the entire weekend so it could grow on me. Let's just say it is growing slowly. I guess you knew it couldn’t live up to the original. Probably not a good sign when the best moments are hearing some of the old riffs from the original in the new songs. Being an old Dio fan, I thought it would be cool to have him on the album doing a duet as Dr. X, but the reviewer who said the song was too "rock opera" was spot on.
The full beard is back and I've been going to the store in a bright yellow hooded sweatshirt. Picture it.
Major drama happening in World of Warcraft these days. The leaders of my previous guild got burnt out a while back so we decided to merge with a different one. Things were going great for a few weeks after the merge. We were raiding Molten Core, Zul’Gurub, and Ahn’Quiraj on a regular basis. You know… the high level instances that require massive coordination and skill. Then something that started out as petty bickering about some loot spiraled out of control and the entire guild fell apart in a matter of hours. It was devastating. So I was left stranded doing guild interviews and being grilled about my experience and my attitude and so forth. You know… real life stuff. Luckily, I found a perfect guild that is exactly the level I am at and I happily returned to Molten Core last night with them. You know… important things. You laugh, but did anybody see that article that said some businesses are seeking out RPG guild leaders for management positions in their companies?
I failed in my first attempt at bringing home eggs to color for Easter. Not sure the brown ones would do justice to the egg art we have in mind. I'll make sure to get white eggs next trip out.
My birthday is coming up and Chiz planned a weekend trip for us. She was pretty excited about it and didn’t think she could keep the secret so she was giving me hints. I figured it out a few days ago and now I am excited as well. The 'river' and 'blue' hints were given a couple days apart, but they were the ones that led me to figure it out. I never would have figured it out from 'furnace'. We will be back on Sunday and I’ll get a post up about it.
It's snowing outside right now. I normally wouldn't report this, but it was T-shirt weather the past few days. I wonder if this is a big marketing push for the new Ice Age movie?
P.S. - Happy Birthday to Steve and Andy. I can't even imagine being that old.