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
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
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.
On our way into the Gutenberg train station to catch the Gutenberg City to Erasmusville train, I suddenly realized I had left behind my traveling novel. Yes, I do keep one just for traveling. And one for the doctor. And one for the dentist. Where I don't have to go so often, thank heavens, but … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Did The Romans Have Vampires?
Murder mysteries here in Gutenberg Land are, to quote a shop owner at the unfortunately now defunct and much missed Murder One in London, "usually the "noir" type:" taking place at night, in a cemetery, with a shovel, preferable to a country house on a weekend. And then, of course, they must be full of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Dark, Darker, Comic.
"No man is an island..." Unless you live in Gutenberg Land. Where, at the moment, Harald and I, having just gotten home from Pitlochry, washed about 16 loads of still rain-damp laundry, and having a marvelous time looking at pictures we snapped while pretending not to be tourists- fat chance in a German southwester and … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Believe It Or Not, We Are Walled Off Due To German Unity Day.
Like the famous old joke says: What is the oldest profession? Answer? To quote that great son of the Mississippi, Mark Twain, no, not lady of the horizontal persuasion, but those of the "Madam, I'm Adam" persuasion: ie: gardener. The one who, in German murder mysteries, is as opposed to the English Christie type, where James, … Continue reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: And Now For A Small Digression: The Genesis Of Murder Mysteries
Several years ago our clique, picture "Friends" on a much larger scale, was discussing God and the world, like we always do, when the math and history types suddenly closed ranks, and decided the only thing to do was sing mathematical songs, followed by the courtly songs of the worshipful high Emir of some place … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: What Age Is My Architecture?
Last night my husband and I watched a science fiction show- what else do you watch when you studied literature, and he is a scientist? And suddenly, while thinking that what I really needed, in this retro-scientific noir atmosphere- that was bigger on the inside than the outside- and that was the show- was a … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Night Of The Great Cosmic Vampire Squid