Every couple of weeks, a group of us Gutenbergers, mostly ex-pat, but also local English speakers, some of whom are VERY good at the language, meet up with, gasp, those from that other state capitol on the other side of the Rhine, (which shall remain nameless for the protection of those of the lineage of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Jellied Eel And Hot Dog School Of Politics
Gutenberg City is known for Roman centurions, and Legions, and monuments, and the Roman, Drusus, who supposedly introduced wine to Germany. Culture? Since I spend a lot of my life here in Gutenberg City stumbling over dinosaurs bone excavation spots, trying to get across an impenetrable street to get to a bus stop, or circling … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Culture On Demand
Anyone else out there remember the late sixties? (Not that I do- my grandmother must have told me about it- I would put a smiley here, if I didn't hate them so much, weren't raised in an age where you thought about what people wrote, so that you heard the smile in their writing which … Continue reading “This Is The Dawning Of The Age Of Nefarious…”
It's seven fifteen here. A.M. And so far, I have cleaned and put back together a coffee machine where someone put coffee in the basket holder, not in the basket. (In our house, the first one up does the beverage service.) Did I mention it is seven fifteen here. And that I only drink tea. … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Ring Those Bells
Try as I will, it's hard for me to realize that just a couple of days ago, I was in Kew Garden. That's the Royal Botanical Gardens about a half hour by train outside of central London. And one of my favorite places on this earth. Now I'm a park person anyway. Any time we … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Kewing Up, Nun and Vampire Cemeteries, And Douglas Adams’ Pens.