communication

This cold is doing strange things to my voice. It comes and goes as it pleases. And it sure sounds funny! But it is excellent for avoiding being interviewed on the street: "May I ask you a few questions?" "So'y I ca't talk..." "Oh, ok. Have a nice day."
The cold also seems to affect my parking skills. I am not kidding when I tell you it took me 15 minutes to park my car yesterday. I just hope nobody was watching my sorry attempt.

People write all kinds of things on houses or anything wall-like. Hamburg's buildings are full of messages that sound like aliens have just landed.
I found one of my favourite on a building in my street today, obviously written by a kid.
"The Pokemon movie costs 9,95."
I am waiting for some other kid to reply:
"I got it. Wanna watch it this afternoon?"