When I went to school, yes, way back then, it was astrology- "You are definitely a Pisces" "Nope," "but some water sign" "Nope" "Well then it must be an earth sign." "Uh, if you're playing this until you get it right, I'm born in the sign of milk." That works every time. Actually, I learned … Continue reading Here We Go Again: The Most Super Of New Stitions.
Here it is, almost the ides of January, that time of year when the Brutus-like Christmas bills stab you in the back, the people you work with actually expect creativity- creativity- What? Did they have too much eggnog and soaked-for-six-months-in-a-bottle-of-Irish-Whiskey grandmaw Serelda's famous fruit cake? Or divinity fudge? Can't be too careful about Aunt Elizabeth's … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: When The Ides Of Janus With Their Shoures Soote The Droghte of Stephanus Hath Perced To The Roote…
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 the way, just what is … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: “Einstein Would be Flabbergasted…”
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.
Yesterday we took a couple of hours off to meet a distant cousin in a gorgeous botanical Garden in Frankfurt. Called the Palm Garden, you can not only walk the huge area, and enjoy the lake, and the flowers, and the sunshine, you can also absorb the sounds. And the smells. And learn a lot. … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Hey, We May Survive After All.
(Spoiler alert: if you go to this movie, your evening will be spoilt) Last Tuesday night we went to the movies: Dr Strange, starring two, in my opinion, absolutely brilliant actors, Benedict Cumberbatch, and Tilda Swinton. You could have done swan lake with plastic swans on sticks for all the acting they were allowed to … Continue reading Why Make A Movie With Cumberbatch If He’s Not Allowed To Act?
Yesterday was a special day for Harald and I. So we chucked everything, took a day off, and went to one of our favorite places: Eltville. Alta Villa. Right on the water, the city of roses, and where Gutenberg "retired." Ie, toward the end of his life, he was broke. As he always was, since, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Buoy Bells And Ancient Manuscripts
Every couple of weeks, a group of us Gutenbergers, mostly ex-pat, but also local English speakers, some of whom are VERY good at the language, meet up with, gasp, those from that other state capitol on the other side of the Rhine, (which shall remain nameless for the protection of those of the lineage of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Jellied Eel And Hot Dog School Of Politics
Anyone else out there remember the late sixties? (Not that I do- my grandmother must have told me about it- I would put a smiley here, if I didn't hate them so much, weren't raised in an age where you thought about what people wrote, so that you heard the smile in their writing which … Continue reading “This Is The Dawning Of The Age Of Nefarious…”
Today started, as days often start in my world, with me with my hand stuck in the coffee machine. Actually, it is not all that wild of a story, infinitely logical even- Harald the mathematician's comment when I told him about it- Thank you Mr Spock. So anyway, there I was with my hand in … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Two Tales And A London Cabbie