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A few things that get on my nerves
Read more: A few things that get on my nerves1. Excessive proliferation of technology. Do you know that old engineer joke? ;-) What do engineers and dogs have in common? They both have intelligent eyes but can’t express themselves… And what’s more, they’re trying to change the whole world in their image. Applications, gadgets, the “Internet of things”, remotely operated toilet paper rolls… They…
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Perspectives for personal development
Read more: Perspectives for personal developmentWhen the road to change seems full of roadblocks, adopt a different perspective. Just like a photographer circling his subject to find her best side, just like a writer looking for the revelation of something strikingly original and true, to reach awareness, look at things from a different angle. Ask the right questions. Sometimes we…
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All things German
Read more: All things GermanWell, maybe not all of them. But a few. What on Earth is the deal with this weather in July? To paraphrase an old Romanian joke, of the 4 seasons typical of this latitude, Germany only has 3: rain and… more rain. :-) I realize this is subjective. From my window, I can see people…
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Awestruck – My evening with the Cirque du Soleil
Read more: Awestruck – My evening with the Cirque du SoleilThe sleet hit my face, dabbing a zillion tiny wet spots on my winter coat as soon as I stepped out of the underground station at Theresienwiese. The tent was white, rather tall and easy to identify. The only one there, this time of the year. I located the entrance and made my way around…
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Laughing stock
Read more: Laughing stockMy daughter (2yrs. 7 months) just chose a profession. I was putting nose drops into her nostrils, an action which – as was to be expected – led to a certain amount of hysterical yelling and rivers of tears rolling down her cheeks. Me: “Lady, you sure have a nice pack of loudspeakers on you!…
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Soaked in flames
Read more: Soaked in flamesit’s raining. it’s raining damp juicy rock ballads into my soul in through my lips out through my mouth like cradles for the coiling vapors of my vast, feisty melancholy. i want to burn i want to open my lips and spit out the flames that will char the tips of your long, chestnut-brown mane…
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Sein letztes Rennen
Read more: Sein letztes RennenJust what I needed. It starts out with chuckles and giggles, then progresses to all-out incredulous laughter and clapping of hands. And yet, somehow, it manages to end with your nose buried deep inside a handkerchief, sniffing, bawling and crying your eyes out. I don’t know whether to call it brilliant, an emotional roller coaster,…
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PINING FOR A PINT? The romanticized history of Oktoberfest
Read more: PINING FOR A PINT? The romanticized history of Oktoberfest“Lederhosen und Dirndl erwünscht!“, reads the big sign in my son’s kindergarten. It is a mild but grey autumn morning and the children are celebrating “Wiesn Breakfast”, one of those many strange offshoots of Oktoberfest which testifies to its local appeal and international success. Little blond and dark-haired children of German, Russian, Turkish or Balkan…
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Slovenia – Triglav National Park
Read more: Slovenia – Triglav National ParkGrand treasures in a miniature land
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At the heart of the world
Read more: At the heart of the worldat the heart of the world there can be only silence. the solitude of contemplating God. at the heart of the world there is a slight summer breeze, the purple sweetness of acacia snowing down (dry blossoms piling quietly by the curb), the glowing peace of the evening, and church bells scintillating. at the heart…
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Of tools and men
Read more: Of tools and menSeriously, what is the deal with men and their tools? What is the bond of virility that connects them? Give a man a (preferably loud and useless) tool, and it’s like a shot of Viagra. Oftentimes have I wished I were a big red button, a pair of pliers or a screwdriver – these babies…
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