And Gutenberg Lived Here: That’s What You Get For Thinking About March

Ever since I wrote the blog about March yesterday, I’ve been thinking. It doesn’t get more dangerous than that. But this time, I was thinking peaceful. Like… March is named for Mars, the god of war. It comes in like a lion and out like a lamb. Like a lot of musicians I know who […]

And Gutenberg Lived Here: When It’s Friday Night, And The Spirits Are Rising, Who Ya Gonna Call? A Comparatist.

Friday night in Gutenberg Land. Hump day is over. Train’s rounding the bend to Chinese and a movie. You’ve been holding your breath all week, afraid to breath out. But here it is. You are free. You are going out. And then, the love of your life drops a bombshell on you. Would you mind […]

And Gutenberg Lived Here: 1000-Watt Sunshine, And Fish By The Net-full

It’s cold here in Gutenberg Land. So cold that it’s almost disgusting that the sunshine is at the thousand-Watt, sunburn through the frost level, and most people aren’t out in it. Most people meaning: the beautiful Rhine pathway is freezing- we were smart enough to take double strong peppermint tea in a “senator thermos.” Small, […]

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Carnival In Review: Duck When They Throw The Candy, And Mercy For Sykes.

Yesterday was wind-down Tuesday here in Mardi Gras capitol Gutenberg Land. So far we have had: “cut the mens’ ties off, storm the town hall, old ladies dancing in the streets” Thursday, Then “you can’t get a hair appointment, buy flowers, or candy, or really anything but milk-less hard rolls, wine, and huge garlic-laced rings […]

And Gutenberg Lived Here: “Old Wives’ Thursday,” or Where Is Gloria Steinem When You Need Her?

Today is Old Wives Carnival here. The day a lot of women wait all year for. It starts with a group of women, in costume, usually female devils in very very short skirts, putting up a ladder and “storming” the town hall. (And being repelled by a confetti canon, aimed in the other direction, ie […]