Zum Geburtstag Viel Glueck

Posted on July 12th, 2005 | by admin |



Shhh… Keep it on the Down Low, but I got a nifty gift for my sister Karen’s birthday. The other day she asked me to add a section to the site just for Williamsburgisms, like urban legends and myths. Well, I thought it was an awesome idea, except that I still havent figured out how to make another page without the posts disapearing after a month. (See the recipe or videos links for an example). Yeah, really annoying.

So I went out and did something better. I registered Karen her own domain at KarenGail.net. (Karen Johnson was taken by some State Farm insurance hag and no matter how much I threw mean packets at it, the site stayed up.) So now I’m just waiting for DNS to propogate which shouldn’t take too long. They always say like 24 hours but you know it’ll get sync’d faster than that. Once that’s done I’ll install the latest version of WordPress (The software I use for this blog) and give her the keys. (Don’t tell anyone, but the password is 1.2.3.4.5.)

So we should all wish Karen a happy birthday today! Zum Geburtstag mein schwester, sie sind sehr toll!

My German is pretty bad. “That pisses on me”

This one goes out to KGJ:
He was the first punk ever to set foot on this earth.
He was a genius from the day of his birth.
He could play the piano like a ring and a bell
And ev’rybody screamed:
Download MP3

  1. 2 Responses to “Zum Geburtstag Viel Glueck”

  2. By Karen on Jul 12, 2005 | Reply

    You rock. Thank you. Your german isnt as bad as Anjas english she would get the phrases: It pisses me off and that sucks reversed. Which I think is what D was eluding to. Thank you again D.

  3. By Karen on Jul 12, 2005 | Reply

    Rock Me Amadeus.
    Er war ein Punker
    Und er lebte in der groen Stadt
    Es war Wien, war Vienna
    Wo er alles tat
    Er hatte Schulden denn er trank
    Doch ihn liebten alle Frauen

    Er war Superstar
    Er war populr
    Er war so exaltiert
    Because er hatte Flair
    Er war ein Virtuose
    War ein Rockidol

    Es war um 1780
    Und es war in Wien
    No plastic money anymore
    Die Banken gegen ihn
    Woher die Schulden kamen
    War wohl jedermann bekannt
    Er war ein Mann der Frauen
    Frauen liebten seinen Punk

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