Friday, coming home from conducting, the BEAST hit. Well, actually, it was more like a beastlet. Or a beasturtium, or a beastiary conundrum. Why? It hit with a flurry, dropped about a foot of snow, then brought its little brother for a visit, melting everything the beasti beastorum had dropped. … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Hula In The Snow For Your Health.
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 … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: 1000-Watt Sunshine, And Fish By The Net-full
In a recent “And Gutenberg Lived Here” blog, I talked about Sunday morning in the land of Celts and Teutonics. We have a huge population of celtic ancestry here- Stonehenge-like builders from way back, (they were here before they went to GB or Ireland) and the result on the populace … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sunday In The Land Of Celts And Teutonics
I miss the sigh of the corn a lot, living over here in Gutenberg Land- that soft sound when the summer is really far along, the sky is soft blue, the air is hot hot hot, and, as you walk through the seven-foot stalks in the field, there is just … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Sigh Of The Corn
What is it about breath that makes people so flip out they haven’t got any to spare? If you look at the Chinese medicine 5 element system: wood, fire, water, metal, earth, add in the air from Earth, Wind, and Fire, and you get: our body’s warmed-air-breathing plus blood circulation. … Continue Reading Dragons’ Breath, Writers’ Breath, Save Your Breath.
Whoever would have guessed that when I made a quick end run around the leftovers in the fridge today, -hey, we made it through the weekend- with guests- what more do you want? that I would. on a Tuesday, be: One: making a huge statement as part of the flash … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Residuum On A Bed Of Rocket
I admit it. I’m an unashamed people-watcher. And people-wonderer. As in: Sitting peacefully in a cafe, English tea with milk in hand, to the chagrin of every German barista ever trained- except at McDonald’s- I overheard two rather loud women at the next table saying: “I swear, I heard it … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: And What Would YOU Do When You Heard The Words “Paleo- Flirting?”
Sorry, but I just couldn’t pass this one up: apparently, Melbourne, that’s in Australian, is right in the middle of their yearly so-called sex-po, a trade fair for the erotic trades, this year featuring: get ready, this is really good- ta da- pole-dancing robots. yes, you heard me right- pole … Continue Reading And Miss Phryne Fisher Lived Here: Nuts, Bolts, Sex, And Moolah
I read an article today that absolutely fascinated me: A smart watch that runs on body heat. Totally. I kid you not. The heat produced by your body, and escaping through your skin, assuming you are a normal, warm-blooded being, is enough to run a very sophisticated smart watch. AND… … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Invisible Watches, Body Heat, And The Real Dr Who
One of my relatives is Pokemon mad. Which I assume, from the little bit of reading I did on it, has something to do with Californian culture and Japanese cartoons. Nuff said. What I didn’t figure on, especially in these days of news programs filled with violence and killings, Brexit, … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Pokemon Go. Away.
Many moons ago, in the quiet, or not so, depending on how old you were and if you had to do directly with the war or not, times of peace, love, and all that, we were busily exploring our souls. God and Nietsche, Religion and psychotherapy. And here, a tip … Continue Reading As The Id Goes Marching On
I’ve been wearing a step-counter, sent to me years ago by my father, a health worrier from way back, since I stopped doing judo, and pulled my back out reaching for a book on the floor. Not that I don’t walk a lot. I’m married to a German- the nation … Continue Reading Every Little Step-Counter Counts