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 … Continue Reading Quahog On A Tightrope: Here’s To The Crimewriters
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Cows, Collars, Satellites, Furniture Polish Tea, And Early Morning News.
By seven this morning, I had done the housework, prepared the officer in command in charge of the math’s breakfast, written a good two hours- we don’t sleep much here due to the constant noise of the ever-expanding “biggest job provider in the region”- the Frankfurt airport- and decided it … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Cows, Collars, Satellites, Furniture Polish Tea, And Early Morning News.
A couple of weeks ago, I got a mail in my box telling me about holiday gifts and toys, and warning me which ones can be switched on to listen in on your family. The list ranged from tvs, refrigerators and other kitchen appliances, to children’s toys, including bears, and … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Hark, Is That A Parrot I Hear?
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 … Continue Reading And We All Lived Here: Have You Ever Wondered?
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 … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: I’ve Got To Stop Reading Science News.
When Gutenberger go to the town of Freiburg, it is usually for only one reason: fall hiking in the gorgeous Black Forest. And, of course, being Gutenberger, there had better be good food and drink somewhere along the line. Not that the Gutenberger aren’t educated, and cultivated, and open to … Continue Reading And Erasmus Lived Here: On Ghostbusting, And “Best Local Food? At The Top Of The Funicular.”
Saturday, after the usual twenty-seven crises and forty-two errands, we decided we had had enough. And took the car, drove through the city of Gutenberg since the bridge across the river near us still isn’t functioning right, resulting in three-hour traffic jams (for a twelve-minute trip) headed across the Roman-built … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: John Adams, Abigail Adams, Gomez Addams
And not just Einstein. I found the above in a story about the awarding of the Nobel prize for physics. And, as flabbergasted as you feel at this moment, (hmmm) this article has nothing to do with either physics, or the Nobel prize. Or feeling flabbergasted, for that matter. (By … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: “Einstein Would be Flabbergasted…”
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 … Continue Reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: We Beard The Mechanical Chicken In Its Lair.
Our third day in Pitlochry, land of the Grampians, the Tummel river, the Jacobite recreators, who reenacted the day the troops of the Jacobite rebellion climbed the mountain, and rode down from Blair castle, to jump out of nowhere onto the British royalists, kilts and pipes skirling as they went, … Continue Reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: And Now For The Mechanical Chicken.
Did you ever just have one of those days… Like this morning, where, at five a.m. I was wandering purposefully, if groggily, around our apartment, frozen turkey under my arm, looking for a pair af glasses, so I could read the expiration date, so I could decide whether to pitch … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Day Of The Coffee Machine- Day One
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Happy Engineers Named Herman, “Hermann Ze German,” And Global Warming Through Earl Grey.
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 … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Happy Engineers Named Herman, “Hermann Ze German,” And Global Warming Through Earl Grey.
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 … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Night Of The Great Cosmic Vampire Squid
I get a truly wonderful info page regularly, called Geek News- great fun over breakfast, especially if you are married to a scientist whose comments are usually along the lines of “they say what,,,? as they hold you a lecture on why Isaac Newton would not be amused. And you … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Chariots Of The Pods.
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 … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Tech-Tock- You Are Collecting What…?
I was raised all my life with animals. A grandfather, uncles, cousins, all in the performing animal film industry- over a hundred dogs, four horses, a few camels, and a very famous cat- no not the one who cha-chas backwards for cat chow. Think more a severely Cumberbatch of a … Continue Reading The Case of The Arf-ful Dodgers: Who Do You Call- Lassie or Pywackit?