Mullet Mania or: Return of the Retro-Haircut

So I was at the "Frühlingsfest" on Theresienwiese this Saturday. This is an annual springtime funfair at the same location that the world famous "Oktoberfest" takes place here in Munich.

While strolling through the crowd I noticed something.
The mullet is making a return, and it is going STRONG.
First, a word on the demographics of the "Frühlingsfest"-crowd. For some mysterious and unclear reason this funfair is a magnet for all young Chavs, Gangster-wannabes, and other 14-18 year olds with too much testosterone in their (pre-)pubescent veins, plus an illustrious crowd of female sidekicks.

As for the mullets:
These "men" I speak of, they all behaved like Jean-Claude van Damme (It must have taken ages in front of the mirror to pull of that "Come 'ere and I'll kick your ass" jacket-drop and muscle- flex routine).
However, to the grown up eye, looking like a mini-me version of Tom "Magnum PI" Selleck minus the tash doesn't really help to look more manly when you try to pick a fight.

Seriously, 1 in 3 of all (presumably) male individuals present had a mullet haircut.
Typically, spiked hair of 5-10 cm (thats 2-4 inches for the metrically inclined) grows from the front to about halfway down the occipital cranium, where the hair continued in the form of a glorious, at least 30 cm (thats 1 foot) long, flowing carpet of hair that extents between the shoulder blades. Hence , it was sometimes hard to tell between male and female, when observed from behind.

Front view more often than not revealed a pseudo-beard, which made you wonder why the hell a 14 year old can grow more of a beard than a 27 year old. Then again, 27 year olds usually know about the benefits of a razor and don't mistake beardage for a sign of manlyness. Granted, a beard can be manly, but not when you just graduated kindergarden.

Actually the male haircuts were so alike, that I suspect some barber out there is making a killing. At the same time the hairspray industry is holding receptions for all their workers, with pools filled with liquid gold, free hookers and they are all gurgling Crystal as if it was water.
However, their massive use of hairspray to erect they manly spikes of hair, also is the greates weakness of these guys. Just imagine what a carelessly flicked match would do to a tower of tufted hair...

tl;dr:
Kids, the only guy who looks good with a mullet and a tash is - you guessed it:
Chuck Norris

HTML hassle

Right, day two of my *insert twilight zone narrator voice here*
ADVENTURES IN THE BLOGGOSPHERE!!!

As you can see this blog is painfully nondescript right now. And yes, that is a standard template I am using. However, due to my recent fascination with HTML, CSS and other means of modifying web content, I have decided to tweak this blog a little. These efforts will undoubtedly take a while - I read and write HTML slower than a toddler reads Tolstoy - but eventually my blog will hopefully have a personal touch to it.

Until then, you will have to endure my more or less interesting posts presented in this even less interesting form.

ponderings of a paramedic

As an answer to a comment that getting to save lives on the job must be nice, SA forums member Marx gave his view of his job:

"I do patch-job flat repairs, I replace fluids, I'll take your car to a mechanic. Depending on whats wrong I may even be able to fix your car - though I'd still advise you to see a mechanic for a follow up. If your car is dead, I'll hit it with electricity and gander at the starter - if that doesn't work I'll call for a flatbed.

Replace car with 'wife/son/daughter/husband/etc' and insert 'doctor' in place of 'mechanic' and that's what I do.

I'm a tow-truck driver of souls.“

blogging for beginners

Right, this is it, my first blog post. I am as of yet not sure whether I will enjoy or loathe this, hell for all I know I might stop giving a ...being interested in a couple of days.
Let's at least keep the language civilized for now.

Why should you read my blog?
To be quite honest, there is no reason. Well, maybe you are bored or have too much time on your hands, or you just think I'm funny/interesting enough to justify your reading my posts.
Wow, weird grammatical construction there. Which brings us to the next point.

"Your English is funny, are you a foreigner?"
Yes M'am! I am actually German born and raised. However I pride myself on knowing quite a bit of English, and being that guy who weirds others out by quoting English movies/books more often than German ones, I decided to stay true to myself and keep this blog in English. Except maybe for some rantings on aspects of the German culture/language that can't be translated. For those who must know, yes I am also an aspiring translator looking to take over the world. But that's a different story.

Anyways, now that you read this far, let me give you an insight into what to expect on this here blog. This blog is actually the ugly stepchild of my internet affinity, born from the unholy union of boredom and curiosity. ...Yeah, I have trouble comprehending what I just wrote there as well.
Make of it what you will, in this blog I will vent my flashes of genius, rantings of legend and whatever else I see fit. Mostly this will be random stories, quotes, and comments on observations I have made.

Well, if you made it to here, you will be glad to hear that I am finished for now.
But don't be too relieved, a new post may be coming up any minute.