Quest for Attention

Is this not an outrage? It better be or I'll be bitter.

TTYN Language Exchange ... Shout-outs to my Celtic buddies

Google will soon read your thoughts and publish them on the internet, and it has other great projects, too. Like Google Analytics, recently recommended to me by "friend of the blog" Sebastian. It allows proud bloggers (and people who are bloggers but try to deny it like myself) to keep track of who exactly is paying them a virtual visit and where those people are from. For me, checking my Google Analytics reports has within two days become my favourite pastime after breathing, especially since I saw the geographical distribution of my fanatic admirers:
3 ... Austria
2 ... Germany
2 ... Switzerland
1 ... United States
1 ... Ireland

I hate writing in caps or using multiple exclamation marks but WOW!!! Ireland! A proud leprechaun or shade of green, Ireland's two main population groups as TV and travel magazines have me believe, has recently viewed my blog (for more or less two seconds, as Google Analytics also tells me). Due to this breath-taking rise in international TTYN ("The Truth You Need") awareness, I have decided to give in to globalization and publish all my hot new creative material in English from now on until I grow tired of it or the Chinese invade.

My secret agenda is, of course, to collect visitors from as many exotic countries as possible. My wish-list is spearheaded by Kyrgyzstan, Madagaskar and the British Virgin Islands. So if any of your friends/relatives/organ farms live in far-away countries due to birth/marriage/imminent incarceration in their home country send them a link to this site and have them visit it under some pretense ("Dude, I found the weirdest XXX man-on-saber-toothed-tiger footage!"). If they pay this site a visit, I will send you a T-shirt (I have many old T-shirts so I might even keep that promise). If they leave a comment, I'll wash the T-shirt before mailing it.

Chief Rap Officer - "Terminware"

Ich will Lizenzgebühren
Die Konkurrenz brüskieren
Es ist zwar teuer, doch ich lass mich gern im Benz chauffieren
Um mir zu garantieren
Dass mich die Fans hofieren
Es zahlt sich aus
Jeder malt sich aus
Ich mal mein Haus aus
Mit Platinfarbe
Ich liefer Terminware
Wobei ich Benzin spare
Weil ich mit der Bahn zum Termin hinfahre
Und nicht erster Klasse, als Gepäckstück
Da ich Dreckstück
Frau'n meine Hand zu gern ans Heck drück
Und die Richter in den Strafprozessen
Brav vergessen
Das Strafmaß moderat zu bemessen
Zieht's mir das Gewand aus
Ich weiß, ich bin ein Biest
Doch mir rutscht immer die Hand aus
Mein Benz ist nur geleast
Denn mein Corsa steht im Pfandhaus
...

MP3 auf begründete Anfrage, jedoch ohne "Beat". Ich kann keinen "Beat" machen. Ich "Beat"nik(s).