Have you ever ruffled a deck of cards, missed your timing, and had them come flying down, fountain-like, on you and everyone else unlucky enough to decide to play cards with you? Alice in Wonderland like? Actually, in a much milder form, that was happened to me this morning. Only they weren't playing cards. They … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Coffee, Chalk, And A Mountain Of Cards
One of the most fascinating facts about living in Gutenberg Land is that when anything happens to do with the US of A, here called usa, five minutes later, the German people have formed an opinion. Most of the people in our little town have never met an American- perhaps to shake hands- but certainly … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Presidents And Precedents
Every morning my husband and I put on the coffee, and the stand -up- the -spoon super black tea, plunk ourselves down in front of the tube, and watch the news for a quarter of an hour or so. Or used to At the moment here in Gutenberg Land, the "news" is available as: CNN … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: TV or Not TV: The Case For Training Farriers.
Yesterday we and some friends decided to go to the movies. Nothing controversial, nothing too chick flicky- these are Hunsruck mountain men- no Transformer hero Action men we are intelligent, thinking, modern working women, and besides, we, les girls, are all already married, so we don't have to put up with Bruce Lee meets Wonder … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Movies, Vampires, and the Industrial Revolution.
We have been in the middle of a blizzard the last couple of days here in Gutenberg Land- wintry white trees, twisting in the breeze, and sighing "oh why didn't I go to Florida in October," squirrels throwing snowballs at anyone who tries to get at their nut supply, dogs making the snow yellow so … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Death in Causton, Stars Hollow, and Gutenberg Land
Yup Bring it on Haul it out Polish up the gong and ring them bells. In the last couple of days, I went to three rehearsals where no one came- it was clear, at least to me, we were working, but here in Gutenberg land, they take things a bit slower. As in: nothing functions … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: New Year’s- Bring On The Medal
Yes, that's a pun. I always pun when under stress. Like Christmas. Where, from the top, I have redded the house, traditional word in our family for everyone runs like a chicken to make the house look presentable, (I even put a few salt grains in the four corners of the house, as I was … Continue reading The After-math of Christmas