Posts Tagged ‘berlin’

~good times~

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

A couple mornings ago I woke up with Rappers Delight in my head, (a bottla ka-o-pec-tate!) which was confounding, as I don’t generally do the disco edition of musical self-torture. I realized it was because they sample the riff from Good Times by Chic, and that is a summer song to me, and it had [...]

~the smell of time~

Sunday, June 6th, 2010

Swift and Cottonwood seasons are upon us. The air floats with singing, swooping birds and fairy puffs that sneak in through all the windows and get caught in your hair. In the parks, the ground appears almost snow-covered. Here is a modest representation, offset by the heels I was bicycling while wearing, Berlin-style, baby.

Alfonso points [...]

~trial by fire~

Tuesday, June 1st, 2010

Well, no, no one set a hideous, dangerous judicium Dei task before me, to determine my innocence.
Just a grabby headline. Probably should use an exclamation mark too.
I guess more accurate would be “hit the ground running!” this indeed, I have done,
while also spying into Berliner’s flats on my morning commute.
Now I emerge from a month-long, [...]

~monday haiku~

Monday, May 24th, 2010

sudden thunderstorm:
girls and homos leap and squeal.
Schöneberg greets spring.

~life as a tree~

Sunday, May 23rd, 2010

And then a month passed without post. Hmmm. Well between novel writing and copy writing (teaching myself a whole new gig!), there’s not much writing ju-ju left at the end of the day. And a time (it appears to be seasonal) to contemplate many of life’s practical questions, and ruminate over the push-pull of the [...]

~waiting~

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

Waiting. Job interviews, notes from people reading the novel, subtle shifts, new worlds approaching, as yet to be discovered. When in limbo, make asparagus-walnut pesto, chipotle-cilantro black bean soup, sautéed mushroom and grilled polenta, digest three seasons of Mad Men and photograph dead tulips.

~green (& badminton)~

Sunday, April 18th, 2010

~hanami~

Friday, April 16th, 2010

A fun night visiting friends who are fellows at Wissenschaftskolleg zu Berlin this year (library below). Alfonso kickcd a** at ping pong, I admired the spring blossoms. Finally!

~NPR début~

Thursday, April 15th, 2010

There are a handful of jokes in this lil’ essay, but don’t sneeze, or you’ll miss ‘em. Text version here.

~hearticle~

Sunday, February 14th, 2010

Perhaps any veracity in the myth regarding the allegedly endless words Eskimos have for snow (first perpetuated in Franz Boas‘ 1911 The Handbook of North American Indians) would simply reflect a need to stamp back the boredom of talking about it for weeks and months on end.
Valentine’s Day Greetings to you, from a hasn’t-been-frozen-enough-to-walk-across-in-thirty-years Wannsee [...]

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