What, More Pokemons? Where Is Harvey When We Need Him?

In this age of facebook, Pokemon, and Big Brother, with or without House, I am one of the probably few remaining friends of the great Elwood P Dowd. (Others please drop a note. We are a vanishing breed) See, For those of you who don't know who that is, Elwood P is the hero of … Continue reading What, More Pokemons? Where Is Harvey When We Need Him?

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Yes, Gutenberger Do Have A Fourth Of July

First, let me start with the ubiquitous and absolutely required in polite society greeting: May the fourth be with you. (Ever since the Big Bang theory made it to number one in the tv ratings over here.) This morning I got a quick note from a friend, with a link no less, asking me if … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Yes, Gutenberger Do Have A Fourth Of July

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Club-ed To Death

Don't get me wrong. I'm a right on the border to almost southern girl, from the kind of church, and social structure, that believes that anyone who doesn't daily cross the doorsill of someone else's  home or social club, or community hall, baked bean pot in hand, will turn into a pillar of salt, or … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Club-ed To Death

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Ring Those Bells

Wednesday, a week ago,  I was in a car crash. Car chop suey. Broken ribs. No singing for 6-8 weeks. My only real condolances: I was alone in our car. And thank God no one in the other car was more than shaken up. So why am I writing about this? Because I did what … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Ring Those Bells

My Favorite Place: An Island Removed From Time

I got a prompt in my box this afternoon from the Helmsley agency, Writers' Den, who asked us readers to describe our favorite spot using all five senses. Here is mine: picture a very small, incredibly beautiful island in the middle of the Atlantic. The packet boats go near there daily, as do the hydrofoil … Continue reading My Favorite Place: An Island Removed From Time

Instruction Manual II: How To Use Your Bed “Old Sven.”

Thank you for buying our I*** bed "Old Sven." We are sure that you will have many happy hours with this product. Now that you have unpacked the bed fully, and removed, stomped, cut up, and carted off the packaging, a little at a time, by bicycle to the local cardboard recycling center, waited for … Continue reading Instruction Manual II: How To Use Your Bed “Old Sven.”

And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Call of The Wild

One of the jokes told here about and by, Germans is that if you have two Germans, you get a club (or a glee club) and 2.that the trains run on time. Now only partially true, after the privatization of the whole train system, often leading to sudden, and non-planned, mass strandage on a track … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Call of The Wild

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Bread Rage

Germans have a thing about bread. And proud they are of the fact. 365 kinds of bread, so goes the advertisement, one for each day. Every corner has a small bakery. Our little village has four. And they all survive. Hard rolls for breakfast, usually with cheese or luncheon meat. Ten o'clock "snail noodles" (cinnamon … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Bread Rage

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sunday in Germany

Sunday, as I have often written in past blogs, is a big deal here in Germany. For the early risers, for example, we have the possibility of running: (through the fields collecting things.) And in an area on the edge of the town, with nothing but cash crop fields behind us, and, in season the … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sunday in Germany