A song to the stars

25Dec11

I awoke long before dawn today, feeling lonely and melancholic, so I went to my bookshelf in search of solace. My bookshelf doesn’t hold books, so much as cherished memories: Most of the books I own were gifts from friends. Today I picked up Karsten Heuer’s Being Caribou, a birthday present from my dear friend […]

Filed under: Friends and family, Minnesota, On this day in history, Psychology   |  8 Comments
Tags: Being Caribou, Christmas, German, grief, Jim, loss, truce, World War i

Ich möchte ein heiße Hund, bitte

29Jun11

I’ve always felt a little bit inadequate because I don’t speak German. It’s a deep-seated complex, which began when I ran away with a mime troupe at age 16. Here I am, in all my white-faced glory. (Don’t worry—I’ve been in remission for years, and it’s not contagious.) Anyway … after spending almost a month […]

Filed under: Attempted humor, Grammar and usage, Music, Psychology, Travel   |  14 Comments
Tags: German, learning a language, Pimsleur, postaday2011, Rosetta Stone