Thursday, Corpus Christi Day, was a big holiday here in Gutenberg Land- and any of the other fifteen German states that are historically and predominantly Roman Catholic. We faked the required barbecue, and just nuked two ears of corn and some haloumi cheese, and ate on the balcony. Followed by a quick round of "have … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Art Imitates Life- Imitates Art- Imitates Life.
Since, as a singer, you almost never know where you are going to be, and when you are going to be there, and since I am married to a mathematician, to whom a vacation consists of a conference near Disneyworld, (with one day layover) or Colorado Springs (conference plus four days of beautiful mountain hiking) … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Why Is There A Plane In The Honeymoon Suite
Yesterday was one of those days you hope for all summer- twenty-seven degrees, pale blue sky, just a hint of a breeze. (Did I mention it was wet, wet, wet here all summer? Or roasting hot and full of things that buzz and sting and make noise all night? No, not the neighbors.) So anyway, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: And The Beat Goes On
Waking early, looking out the window over the green fields with just that small tinge of pale blue-green caused by the still wet dew, it reminded me of my first early days in Germany. I met my husband in Seattle, visiting scholar in math meets lecturer in literature. And we were engaged by Christmas. Then … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: It’s A Beautiful Day In The Big Wood
Actually, the question of "foreigner" never comes up much here in Gutenberg Land. Unless they need someone to yell at because the local news stations have been whipping them up over the political situation in the world at the moment, or they need someone to put on a national costume and sing a couple of … Continue reading You Know You’re A Foreigner When…
Two days ago it looked like nearly everyone usually reading my blog had jumped ship on me. Sailed off to the land of striking for better subjects. Or more social action. Or at least as much controversy as whether you can wear tennis shoes with a ball gown if you are elected prom queen. The … Continue reading Growing Up vs Growing Old: And Now For Something Entirely Different
When you decide, out of some strange form of craziness, probably having to do with musicians' overwork, due to the holiday season, to take part in a project to write on a pre-fixed topic,, somehow you know that: no matter what the topic was SUPPOSED to be, it will turn out different than you thought, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Does That Sleigh Have Brake Lights, Mr Claus?
This week's topic came to me suddenly, in a flash. Probably from re-reading too much of Dorothy Sayers Lord Peter Whimsey. Or from a description by a very large ex dancer from my high school about how he manoeuvred his "buffalo-petite" frame as a Samoan fire and knife dancer. Or from a friend, since … Continue reading I Think My Dancing School Diploma Just Expired
Yesterday was world licorice day. As I found out when I turned on the tv news, hoping against hope for a quick catch-up on the world situation, with my breakfast tea, before getting dragged into speculation, momentarily correct statistics, and long prognoses of the current war. Not to mention the latest "he said she said" … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: World Licorice Day
Yesterday I got a notification that a blogpost I didn't write had been sent out in full force, and was now being followed by two new bloggers. Which is a cute trick, since, as I just said, I DIDN'T WRITE IT. Yo ho ho. I had been pirated. At WordPress. And the worst of it … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Yo Ho Ho, It Wasn’t From Me