Pursuitist
Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness
Party at the Hole!!!
Saturday, November 5, 2005 — I will be living the good life once again in the Republic of Texas.What better way to reacclimate myself to the greatest city in the world than by throwing a little bash at the Hole. You need to be there… the invariable be there or be square party call.Let the beer flow like water and the liquor flow like beer…Let’s try to roll into high gear around 10:30-11:00 pm.See you then!
Dresden Gets Her Frauenkirche Back!
"He who has forgotten how to cry, learns it again upon the destruction of Dresden". And what to Dresden’s revival though… There is much more to learn from that! After 60 years, the concrete bell once again triumphs over the majestic skyline of the Florence of the Elbe. It’s hard to imagine the city without it.
Memories on Home
I found some pics on my camera recently I thought I’d throw up. The first, well, it’s just magic. I took it on my last day in Dresden. I went out for a bike ride, followed the Elbe back to the city and got absolutely poured on. Shortly after that, well, I was chasing after that pot of gold and I just may have found it. What a day!
Bescheuer-ism
As the German election results were published on TV, I was engrossed in interesting fodder online while my roomate Jan was sucked into the live coverage. The announcements were made and he was a bit dissapointed to say the least (see following column). He spoke with Hilmaron the phone and I overheard them discussing the results; primarily the fact that the PDS (the former Communist Party) had received 8.7% of the vote. To that end, I heard Jan cry out: “Wie bescheuert sind sie?!?”
Party Politics
I finally managed to crawl out of a translation job mired in confusion and sleepless nights.
About that same time, the German government managed to make some sense out of the recent election that was making Florida 2000 look like a high school vote. Say what you will about the Electoral College, I’ll take it before these coalition games any day.
This Is Your Life
“Why do we have to learn English?”
“Because your mama wants you to be very smart and successful when you grow up.” Hardly the appropriate answer to a three year olds questions regarding English class. I usually let Rocky, my raccoon hand puppet, field this question:
TV Made a Star of Me
Ok my German Senors y Senoritas, I’m gonna ask you to divert your attention away from the computer screen right now and towards the television - a television featuring the news channel N24 works best.
A Real Fan
I send this story out every year. This year should be no different.
The fan of the century.
If you drink enough beer, it one day might just be you.
Fried Twinkies
I helped host a visit from "The Flying Longhorns" last week. This is a group of Texas Exes innundating the cities of the globe spreading the good word that is Texas. The 25 of us settled into our places for lunch. I looked around and couldn’t help but notice that, aside from the fellow Berliner Texas Exes, I was the youngest person at the table by about six dog years. I can handle these situations though. I get along well with "the elderly".
Houston Lives
Quick thanks to all wishing my family well back in Houston in regards to the hurricane. They hightailed it out of town on Wednesday night and made their way across the state visiting family along the way. Total damage incurred was a couple of tree limbs greeting them on the driveway and a warm fridgerator full of bad food. Nothing that can’t be fixed.
One of those days...
3 missed trains. a kid wiped his nose on my (clean) shirt. a bag of fruit exploded on my (clean) pants. i went to the wrong kindergarten. when i finally got to the right one, i went hoarse yelling at the dang kids. kids are driving me insane. anyone hiring? off to do laundry (again)
Inventor Fuels Car with Dead Cats
Christian Koch, 55, from the eastern county of Saxony, told Bild newspaper that his organic diesel fuel—a homemade blend of garbage, run-over cats and other ingredients—is a proven alternative to normal consumer diesel.
Effing Clint Wood
Effing Clint Wood bought an effing school bus. I shhh… you not. Gosh darn hot dog. You wanna know what I miss about Texas? What I miss most? It’s watching my friends do some of the craziest things you could imagine and then sharing nothing but laughter with them.
