I have an owie on my elbow

Yesterday I went on a wee daytrip and I was definitely greeted with surprises. First: I saw an eichörnchen. Twice. Or maybe it was two different ones. It's difficult to be sure, but I suspect it was a repeat. Second: I found a free bathroom in a mall. And it was decently well-kept. Third: I was moderately accosted on the street.

Well, since you asked, I'll give some deets on the last one there, although I would gladly do the same on the others. I was walking down the lane in the pedestrian area. It was moderately peopled and there was a young-ish guy walking in my direction. The next thing I knew, the wind was almost knocked out of me and there was pain in my elbow. As I coughed, I turned around to watch him walk away. He turned back and apologized as he hurried on his way. Where the fire was I have no idea. However, I did make sure to check for my valuables to be sure that this wasn't some convincing pick-pocketing scheme. Luckily my purse was on the other side of my body and nothing was missing. But there is a mark on my elbow. I'm just still trying to figure out how he caused me to experience a loss of breath and also a stinging sensation in my arm. My best conclusion is that he actually only hit my arm, causing me to knock the wind out of myself. Hm. This is what happens when you unflex your rock hard abs for a split second. And I shall never do it again.

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.

Also, everyone should thank their father/father figure. There's no not sayin' about it. I'm totally sayin'.

Blue Ghostbusters That I Used to Know.

German radio is an interesting thing. I listen to it in the car. One day I was scanning through stations and a familiar tune caught my attention: "When there's somethin' weird in the neighborhood, who ya gonna call..." I, of course, listened to the entire song and totally rocked out with it, despite the fact that I'm pretty sure I've never watched the entire movie. On another occasion my ears caught the very end of "...I get knocked down, and I get up again. You're never gonna keep me down." Not to mention the time I listened to all of "I'm Blue," and sang along. I just realized that the verse is the same every time. No wonder I knew the words, it's basically just two choruses repeated over and over with less than complex lyrics. It's not always a flashback to the pre-teen years, though. The following song used to serenade me every time I got in the car, almost without fail. And I'm not gonna lie, I didn't mind. But lately, the radio has been failing me. Or maybe it's my scan button whose timing is off. Either way, although I have never taken a video of myself, I'm sure that I look something like these children. Although I do not have a booster seat (some would argue that I need one) and I do have all of my grown-up teeth. And I can probably be heard several cars away.

Come on, you know it's catchy. One day when I was going through withdrawals, it came on the radio in my German class when we were supposed to be working with a partner. How in the world did the teacher expect me to do the assignment when it was taking all of my focus to strain my ears to hear the radio. Sheesh.

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.