Dear whoever made the mistake of thinking spring starts on the twenty-first, or twenty-second of April, or somewhere near June in the Gregorian calendar, or whatever... because... today is the first day of spring. How do I know? Well.... This is the day that: Puxtahawny Phil and his crowd wash and dry the duvet and … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Real First Day Of Spring
Yes, I know it's my own fault, but some days, after getting up at five, looking out the window at freezing frost-covered ground, dumping large amounts of jump-start coffee into yourself, in the hope it is all a bad dream, and you will wake up and find it is actually June, and you are in … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: I’ve Got To Stop Reading Science News.
So...Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys, Girls... (and sheep-and-grouse-herding border collies,) when we last left our intrepid travellers, Rhineland Gutenberger bred and born- well, at least they moved there some time ago, they were: struggling with boots and southwester far too large, but at least sturdy, braving a hurricane-force wind, (the locals told us to walk it- … Continue reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: We Beard The Mechanical Chicken In Its Lair.
When your field of study was comparative lit, your view of the world tends to be just a little different from most folks (Not that everyone else's isn't- Or have you ever tried to discuss a new film with a dentist? Sorry all dentists out there. Make that mathematicians. Oops. Mea Bobaqi, mea maxima Bobaqi.) … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Have We Moved From ‘Bonanza’ To ‘Three’s Company’ To ‘Sex And The City’ Only To Get To Vampire Filk?
A couple of days ago, I got a neat little icon picture thingy, a "W" in a laurel wreath, with a silver loving cup and the inscription "Happy Anniversary." It was signed by Herman, my personal happy engineer. Thank you, Herman. I didn't even know we were going together. Are you by any means related … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Happy Engineers Named Herman, “Hermann Ze German,” And Global Warming Through Earl Grey.
As I am writing this: There are kids out on the soccer field near us, fans of the local soccer team, training to yell and stomp for each other, and hopefully one day get a place either in the local pom-pom girls. cheering for the pro team, or drumming, to heat up the crowd, (more … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Tech-Tock- You Are Collecting What…?
One of the things you have to learn, preferably fast, when you move to Gutenberg Land, is the fact that everything here has a solid tradition, rules, values, and all are written in stone. Like the legend that the symbol of Gutenberg Land, Gutenberg University, and the Gutenberg 05 soccer team, a white letter y, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: What Do Isis, Osiris, And The 05 Soccer Team Have In Common?
In case you read the above title, didn't have a clue what I am writing about, and therefore squealed "Eeeew. I don't think so" and went back to reading the news about political Armageddon, the above is from Dr Who. Well, maybe not the bit about the Eurovision. That will come later. But, should you … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Slitheens, Raxacoricofallipatorian, And The Eurovision Song Contest.
I read the news today, oh boy. All about how in the very near future our clothing is going to be made out of a material that transports signals, just like a smart watch. Except it will be your entire clothing. Which lead me to the following ideas: (sorry, I'm one of those people who … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Touch A Sleeve, And Hear The Rolling Stones?
I read the news today, oh boy. Hey, it's not that much after Valentine's Day, already. So anyway, way out there on the heart- or heartless, front: Men, there is a Cyrano de Bergerac Bot now available to write love letters for you. Ladies, have you ever been in the situation where someone female- neighbor, … Continue reading And Then There Was Valentine’s Day: The Battle Of The Sexes: Or…The Up-Bot Side Of Life.