Friday, March 26, 2010

Is Brisket And London Broil The Same Thing

state of affairs

In my - let's say so - creative creative phase for this blog it will probably take time once again to my readers on the state of things. I'm back arrived in Germany.

a ray of hope offered first for me at the airport in Rio de Janeiro. The friendly lady at the check-in counter of the Portuguese airline TAP could save me a seat in the front row of Economy Class. There, there is usually more legroom than in the other series. The joy did not last long. For my neighbor's seat was reserved for a young Swedish mother. Your baby's got his own place to sleep - a small bed, there just will place you occasionally his feet would like to stretch out. I'm not overly disappointed. Finally, the baby is very cute and I come quickly with his mother in conversation.

The young woman running with her sister an opticians shop in Stockholm. Her partner is Brazilian. A journalist from Rio de Janeiro, who has spent the last years in Sweden. Now it was but at the time that he is back in his homeland. In Sweden he was simply not been happy with many situations. They plan to follow her partner as soon permanently to Brazil.
As so often in the plane, I also tell her about my project. For 1023rd Time perhaps. Quite possible. In between she asked me again and again to look after their child to take it on the arm. This is also just before landing. With my luck at just the time of a burp "apocalyptic proportions". The white soup of the Funny Face makes her way over my sweater down to the step of my linen pants. (Photographic evidence I stay at this point, unfortunately, guilty) "No problem" I say still. 'm A father myself and Bäuerchenzeit's still not a decade ago.

when cleaning my clothes - with a damp cloth baby - I schwarmt evil. The wet spot in my step will probably accompany me to the airport terminal in Lisbon (where I change a plane to Frankfurt). And so it is. I would like do not know how many passengers probably thought secretly ". The poor guy has so much afraid of flying, that he has made in the pants." Well, after about ten minutes - an eternity - but was then not even see more of the "incontinence indicator" in my pants.

In my mind I was already at my son. Liam has a day after my birthday homecoming. The main reason why I return to Germany. Rita and me, he gets a Playmobil regional airport gift, my grandparents have taken over the fire equipment. Incidentally, a good tip for all those who presents around Topic firefighters searching Feuer1.de . On special request I now have some photos of Liam set with the uniform. It was definitely a nice feeling to take him back into his arms. He spends much time since my return to me.


between, but still I find the time for my company and other projects. So I have some mid-week had an appointment with a company where I have an idea for an investment in Rio de Janeiro proposed (I would have gladly accepted to the PR work for it). We do have a very pleasant conversation in place, but actually had the manager rather in the sense that I take even the investment for the project and he can then jump on success without risk to the train. So it can not function naturally. Also, I always say: "Cobbler, stick to thy last." I will not take over the management of a company in its industry, I WOULD like a blind man who sells HDTV-ready TV.

Instead I sit in the last few days and focus on my book. The reading test is finished. But I dare not to submit them to the agency. Here's the perfectionist in me. The first lines should be perfect. The agency is to read it with enthusiasm. But somehow I always find myself again here that I change something or add. Now I have but I definitely set a deadline. On Monday morning, the script goes out to the agency. I'm looking forward to the feedback of my contact. I have in any case be made to have the work completed by the end of April. Time that would be to create in any case, next to my main job. I hope that then it is the latest in May, a print date. We will see ...

So, that was it for first today. In the next blog entry I tell it from my desire to Rio and Rita, the lost sense of local patriotism, my next Couch Surfer (who announced for the coming weekend added), and possibly even from my next idea for a follow-up project for the summer.

In this sense, all the best from Osnabrück!
Daniel


PS By the way, who in the coming weeks, came for a visit in Osnabrück and me would like to meet you in person may contact me about my project home page . Emich I look again and again over new contacts. Maybe I have plenty of time for a coffee.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

1958 Crown Royal Bottle

A crazy coincidence: Our first "couch surfers"

that I have a knack for unusual coincidences, I was already several times to experience during my travel project. And so I'm not surprised really that surprising Meeting in Rio de Janeiro me randomly for the first time to a host of travelers making. But let's start from the beginning.


Saturday night. Late in the evening. Rita is on the guest list of an exclusive party at the Copacabana Palace and I decide to go alone in the famous district of Rio's on tour. After I sold my girlfriend at the hotel, I make myself to look for an ATM. The beer in the bars must be paid for it. (It should be noted briefly: After 22 clock, the machines pay for security reasons, only 100 real (around 40 € off) After that nothing, not even in others. Machines.)


on a road parallel to the beach promenade, I trip over a big hole in the road, stumble, but I can still catch the last moment and prevent a nasty fall. Very close me watching two young men. You can not help a grin. I look at them and immediately notice that are not from here. "What the hell" I say loudly. "A hole in the mid of the street!" It must also make me laugh. I am curious and ask in English, the origin of the two. "Allemanha!" They said in unison. "Talk Oh, it makes us so well in German," I say. The two called Chris and David. You ask, "Do you come from Germany where you come from?". "From Osnabrück " I reply. No sooner spoken, screaming at the two: "That there are not Waaaas We live in Osnabrück?" For several days they had now been in Brazil and had not a single German made and now they come just to me, adopt a native of the same Stadt.Wir to make us work together to find a cash machine, to then einzukehren in a pub . "It's clear that we stand together on a few beers, we all agree.



A few minutes later my phone rang. Rita. She tells me, the organizer of the party had now placed me on the guest list and I should come but the Copacabana Place. I told her reports on the random encounter. Moment of silence on the line, then she says, "You can bring your friends no problem.." So we meet Rita at the hotel. But the party we might not ultimately, as we are indeed on the guest list, but we still have to pay - and not too tight. First, my money goes to pay later to even the taxi ride home. Second, we do not spend too much money. We decide to visit a nearby pub. The Mud Bug Sports Bar . After a few drinks is certain: Rita and I invite the two of us spend two days at Barra da Tijuca in .


After a few days on the Ilha Grande Chris and David beat finally with us and make that does not actually officially my first "couch surfers" on my return as "Extreme-bed-hopper". Really they dared not accept our invitation, first, they tell us later. "Perhaps it was also only the alcohol that you have invited us, and actually if you wanted to not that," says Chris. So I tell you in detail about my project and they understand: Daniel is a loose Type that is sincere. Rita has me in advance even asked if I trust the two of Osnabrück. "They seem trustworthy," I say. In addition, the two will not even misbehave or get even long fingers. I live in the same city and eventually could pay them in doubt after my return home a visit .

fact, we have four of a great time here. Visit the Barra Shopping Center, one of the largest shopping centers in South America, beautiful throw on the beach of Barra da Tijuca (one of the most beautiful beaches of Rio) in the Waves and spend an unforgettable holiday last night with a handful of non-Brazilians in a small bar just around the corner.


goes back a few hours In their flight home. The items are packed. Even a last tour of a favela have taken the two today. A good friend of Rita, his name is Beto, has agreed to lead to Chris and David. "It was sooo hot that you have invited us. You guys are in a good mood," she would like to thank Rita and me. And we will really only left to thank us: "Chris, David You are great first" couch surfers "We have been looking forward to both. ! A reunion in Osnabrück "

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Penguin Acrostic Poem

When I use a UML diagrams?

My experience with UML can almost count on one hand. In the vocational school, we learned a few diagrams using several practical examples. In project business, they are sometimes used, sometimes not. That leaves me quite some time now one question: When do I put

a UML diagrams?

The answer to this question I have now been found in the book Agile Principles, Patterns and Practices in C # (highly recommended). Robert C. Martin, Micah Martin and believe that no strict guidelines should be made by regulations for the use of UML.


charts are drawn, if:
  • multiple people to simultaneously push for a project and need the understanding of a specific part or the whole system.

  • rule inconsistencies in the team, because you do not is united with a specific design. Here you should record in a small discussion group, the charts and discuss the discrepancies, make changes and re-discuss it until a satisfactory decision is taken.

  • you want to play with a design idea. Diagrams are good tools to think through the ideas until you have the corresponding code in mind.

  • give someone needs to explain some of the code. In some cases, charts are for a better understanding. You should stop at the point at which the code is more meaningful than the chart.

  • , the project draws to an end and the customer wants some diagrams as part of the documentation.


charts should not be drawn if:
  • the process specifies this.

  • you get the feeling that only good designers Should draw diagrams. Good designers draw diagrams and write code only when necessary.

  • it is a goal to write in the design phase, comprehensive documentation that pretend to write the entire code. Such documents usually have a small benefit, and require an enormous amount of work time.

  • so different employees, the coding is required. Good software architects to actively participate by implementing their own design through code.


these points seem to me entirely plausible and have answered my question satisfactorily. If you work a long time in practice, you probably get a feel for yourself. But for people like me who know UML most part only of the theory in school, these tips are very helpful for the work in practice.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Is Denise Milani Attractive

Who has power in the blood? "

A friend of mine tell me recently on a - I believe -. Alerted successful PR campaign by Honda Presenting the new hybrid cars Honda CR-Z the company has an exceptional ! competition launched: Live Every Litre


In the competition I would have liked to participate myself, but I currently have other plans (and who knows after take me even with my idea - I At this point, of course, not tell. Perhaps this is indeed an opportunity for another time). but I Ideas are very good, I would not deny my blog readers.

The project is about to plan a trip with the new hybrid car through Europe. On 1 May 2010 then start the creative drivers their journey - accompanied by a team. Honda writes: "Just say what you're up here on this site tell you where you want to travel
, tell me how you want to tell the story of your journey,
simultaneously via video, text or photos or anything..."

The contributions of the competitors are online and can be rated by other users. A jury selects the winner of the best contributions. deadline is the 19th March 2010. For more information worth taking a look at the project homepage . If one wishes to take part

of you, I wish you good luck! And write me which idea you have applied you ...

good trip wishes
Daniel

Diagnosed With Minimal Spondylosis

The psychology of living

When I the book "The psychology of living" open my first, I shrink at first. In Chapter 1 reads: "Housing and psychology - Coach couch instead! The first attempt by Uwe Linke to convert me? No, definitely not. I was lucky, the authors previously following a TV recording to meet the SWR. When dinner we start talking - a first approach to new ideas? Maybe. Also "Jung von Matt" Chefstrategin Karen Heumann is part of creative entertainment. And so we talk about successful TV advertising, my project and just about the "psychology of the living".


few days before my departure, I get mail from Uwe Linke. He gave me one of his 20 free copies sent a personal message. Even before I promised that it would be my reading material. And so I get on the plane. In one hand my bag with laptop, camera, hard drive and other things that I better not their fate would like to leave the baggage handling. In the other hand, the red-colored book of the authors, graduate process and alternative practitioners for psychotherapy from Passau.

I do not give too much away, but already the first set of left has fascinated me, put me in my childhood. "My first apartment was a small tent made of blankets and old linen sheets," he writes. Later, it was small, but mine! " Anyone who has built himself as a child's own creative cave dwellings and other revels, sure at this moment in his memoirs.
There are many such moments in his book. Moments in which one finds oneself as a reader. But the most exciting thing about his work the surprising findings that I will win again and again. The significance of the colors, the force of habit, a variety of approaches - each with brief examples and explained struktuiert clear.

A book that guarantees an entertaining read. At least it served me as insightful work on my flight across the Atlantic. I can only recommend it and hope as many beautiful and rewarding moments in reading as I had.


cheers, the "work balcony" in Rio,

Daniel

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

How To Turn Off Veriface On Lenovo

The vampire in Zona Sul

Normally I'm used to a new language quickly rather to learn and also a rate not forgotten. So, my Hebrew is not necessarily as "excellence", but it's still, to come up with Israelis throughout the world in conversation. Also, when I left for over 13 years of Israel, and have since spoken almost never Hebrew. Now I've been more than three weeks in Brazil with Rita on the road and despair a little at the Portuguese. And that even though my partner is a patient teacher. Thanks to my lack of language skills, it always comes back to unusual situations, such as when shopping:


"I go just once in the Zona Sul (roughly comparable with the German Edeka store) and get us something for dinner, "I said to Rita, and leave the room. She says something, but I understand it no longer. The" Zona Sul "is located only 300 meters from Rita's complex removed. As usual, even when shopping in Germany, I grab a quick shopping cart and stride quickly through the aisles, around the basket to fill gradually with the items. cream, yogurt, cereal, pickles, beer.

at the fresh case I have to take the first hurdle. "How do you say your 300 grams of ham," it goes through my head. "three" means "três", as far as I am now in the hobby-language course progressed. But what is now called 300? I say: "Três Centa Gramma" and show my fingers on the ham. And so wrong with my order I have not located obviously, because the young man behind the meat counter looks at me with big eyes though, but repeated: "Trezentos grammas de presunto?" I nod and say instinctively "Si". It would have to correct "Sim" hot ... Now the cheese. They call here funny enough "Mussarela" even though he has little in common with real mozzarella. I would like to know why the Brazilians this cheese bite as nennen.Ich me, but on the tongue, a question of this kind would amount to nothing. I speak no Portuguese nunmal and the likelihood that the man behind the counter speaks English, French, German or even a little Hebrew, is vanishingly small. And that's normal here.

Surprisingly few people master the English language. And it's not just like on the French, where many speak English, but simply avoiding it for several reasons. Here it can hardly just a man. For me, that takes "hands-and-feet" language an enormously important role as a visitor to the country. And I speak almost perfect. I thought at least.

the cheese, I still got problems, but at the salad bar, I almost despair. I have all the ingredients together. Only garlic is missing. I stand anyway in vegetable scales, from the back weighs a young man, the kind of goods for customers. "Where do I find garlic, I ask him. He grins at me. For him, my question must have sounded as such, as for me the question after an Indian spice. "Shit, who speaks no English." What to do. How to describe garlic? So I start him to breathe and to imitate with waving hands in front of my mouth, a bad breath. The young man grins even more. How can you describe more garlic? I can think of as only the term "vampire" field. I point my finger at the canines, hissing a little and pretend that when I bite into my veins would. The man at the balance now has to laugh heartily and makes a face as if he would understand. But no. He shrugs his shoulders and says this: "Desculpe!" - "Sorry!" I see that I not get here. I thank you politely and make me to find someone who speaks English. The sixth customer is there. "Do you know where I can find garlic," I ask him. He reaches into his basket and shows me a net full of garlic bulbs. Finally. The man accompanied me even to the shelf where I find them.

him I could also use a couple of minutes later, again when I am in search of cheese. But he seems to have left the store. Now you can watch yes sometimes figuratively imagine how I try to convey a Brazilian, the difference between sheep and goat cheese. I say "Mööööhhh" instead of "Määääähhhh" - oh dear, what a task. When I finally find the cheese, I am left off the spit. Want to have the 30 but actually real (around 12 €) for 200 grams. This can and I will deny myself.

So I come home with garlic and goat cheese. And filled with many shopping bags. Rita looks at me in amazement. "Why have you bought so much," she asks. "For the next few days even matter what," I reply. She opens her mouth for a few seconds to their surprise To give even more weight and finally says: ".... We have not really even go shopping in the rent, the shopping service included with each hour an employee of the building complex for us to buy what I've told you so ever"

Well, never mind, I think. Such a purchase as a "vampire" and "sheep-impersonator" has finally entertainment value.

In this sense, "Määääähh" and "Fauch"

your Daniel