New Pictures up.

ESPN.COM reports that Chad Robertson has officially announced his unretirement from his unofficial retirement from the sport of running. "Ladies, I'm back", he was reported as saying.

I always thought this song was a love song. These past couple of days made me realize it’s a little bit more than that.

Wo frueher meine Leber war, ist heute eine Minibar.

Last night I took Tomi to the bus station. All day long it snowed, the heaviest snow all year. There was the chance that he would be able to spend one last night in Dresden, one last night at the Gutz, one last night of “maybe a beer or two…” We waited in the snow for two hours. That freezing unforgiving cold.

“You know, yesterday I was asked about the U.S. position, and I said all options are on the table,” Mr. Bush said, referring to comments he made at the European Union in Brussels, and which he has made repeatedly to emphasize that he never rules out the possibility of a military attack. “That’s part of our position. But I also reminded people that diplomacy is just beginning. Iran is not Iraq.”

That’s right ladies. Superbowl! One of the greatest spectacles in the history of mankind. And yours truly managed to make a party of it even here in cold, grey, (real) football deprived Dresden.

I went snowboarding for the first time the other day. Just outside of Dresden there are several small runs filled with snow and people who can snowboard a lot better than I can.

Sometime between the hours of 11.00 and 17.00 on the 21. January, at least one unknown suspect broke into our kitchen (unlocked) and stole every piece of cheese in our fridge. A half-eaten box of cookies was also reported missing (however confirmation could not yet be made as to whether those cookies were related to the dissapearance of the cheese or a hungry roomate) as well as several cups and plates.

I finally got the chance to introduce my FAVORITE part of Texas culture to several non-natives the other night. About 14 of us (my flatmates and selected students) gathered in the hallway of my WG and chowed down on some good ol’ Tex/Mex food. Taco/burrito mixes were the specialty of the evening, introduced by chips and 64 ounces of salsa! The evening was later complemented by an old family recipe: banana pudding. This is a recipe that has been passed down from generation to generation and all the guests were thoroughly impressed.

The Granddaddy of them All was the greatest football game I’ve ever seen. Ever.

I was confident we would win and even hold them scoreless for the remainder of the game at the end of the first half.

By the third quarter I was cursing “That Idiot” Mack Brown and the next 10 years I was going to spend swearing him away from my bed-time thoughts.

Here’s a link to the binge drinking festival we called a Christmas Party. It was with the flatmates and I just wanted to say that I have some of the coolest flatmates you could imagine. I can’t tell you how lucky I am to be with them!

“My uncle Alex Vonnegut, a Harvard-educated life insurance salesman who lived at 5033 North Pennsylvania Street, taught me something very important. He said that when things were really going well we should be sure to NOTICE it.

Soulless.

After a short drive through the city in the hills on an abreviated vacation, I finally reallized what the concrete valley I currently live in is missing: Soul.