For anyone who is interested in mysteries- As anyone is who still has a drop of Airedale blood in them, that noble species we are all descended from, from detectives, to dancers, to clog hoppers, to singers (hey, Airedale is in Ireland. They have some great tenors there.) or who digs up gardens, to bury … Continue reading Quahog On A Tightrope: Here’s To The Crimewriters
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 … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: When It’s Friday Night, And The Spirits Are Rising, Who Ya Gonna Call? A Comparatist.
Spring has sprung here: Above four degrees Celsius, Snow melted, for the moment, and Carnival (German Mardi Gras) has taken over the city. (Time to rent out the apartment for a bazillion pblslozies per night and go on vacation) As everyone writing a blog at the moment, especially the travel blog people, apparently, are making … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Sunshine Blues And Notable Math Transit
Hi to everyone reading this. (And Thanks) And although it's a bit late, wishing you all a happy and blessed New Year This has been a wild, or Wilde, start for us into the new year. As in: Christmas eve found us circling Gutenberg City and playing musical churches- each church we were a member … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: So Why Is Oscar Wilde Dancing The Can-can In “Die Fledermaus?”
31- 12- 2017 here. Still And time for a quick look back at: Workin' nine to five And every other bizarre moment of a to others odd, but to me fulfilling, way of life- except, of course, for the time I take off for to cook meals I have carefully researched to make healthy, and … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: On Time, Its Essence, And Cha-Cha-Cha.
Nearly two weeks ago we went to visit an old friend, born in 1854, and thus well over 163 years old, by last count. He was taking a small busman's holiday, you see, mon Dieu, on the Orient Express. Fantastic wide vistas, a compartment of travelling companions, mostly all over seventy, and almost all obsessed … Continue reading And Poirot Lived Here: Penn And Teller And The Murder On The Orient Express.
And the next line, thanks to a beautiful medieval song from about 1261, is "loudly sing cucco." Yup. Those medieval birds were definitely loud. And knew how to sing. And enjoy the fact that summer was coming. And the people who sang it also. So why Summer is a-comin in, now, "amid the snows of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sumer Is Icumin In
"Hey, Care..." Carlton Elf slowed enough to look behind him without walking into one of the giant candy cane lampposts. "Twelfth Elf," he muttered under his breath. "Just what I needed." With no escape possible, Carlton turned around, smiling. "Hi Twelfth." "Hey, Super-Elf, you're needed." Oh darn. He had been hoping for a day of … Continue reading Santa And The S-Elf Carlton
Have you ever wondered what happened to the first words ever made- The words sent out. And let flow into the earth, Where they mixed with tungsten, And lead, And all the other earthly elements, Until a particular mix was formed That held them solidly in place, And allowed everyone to feel the power of … Continue reading And We All Lived Here: Have You Ever Wondered?
Its been a busy week here in Gutenberg Land: Trying to find someone to repair a refrigerator, when every day for the last week, and this one, was either a "bridge day" - ie a lot of people here in Gutenberg land only work until Friday at 2 PM- due to the number of hours … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Whew!