Black Cat

Going not gentle into that middle age.

What’s Different?

Filed under: Expat — By: blackcat on August 19, 2006 @ 7:46 pm

My friend Thomas brings up a very good point in his comment to the previous entry, Friends and Acquaintances. He suggests that the reason I’m happier here in Germany than I was in America is not just that Germans are different from Americans. He suggests that I made changes in my own life when I moved here — that I allowed this new environment to influence me. This is something that I hadn’t considered, but I think he’s right.

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Friends and Acquaintances

Filed under: Expat — By: judy on July 4, 2006 @ 3:21 pm

Friendship means something here in Germany. Friends are people you’ve spent a lot of time with, shared private thoughts with, people you can trust to be there when you need a listening ear, and who look forward to seeing you. Everyone else is an acquaintance. It’s not an insult here to call someone an acquaintance. It’s honest.

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Literature Addiction

Filed under: Uncategorized — By: judy on July 3, 2006 @ 6:23 pm

My friend, minkymomo, sent me a link to the American Literature Abuse Society (ALAS). I can certainly check “yes” to most of the indicators of Literature Abuse. My favorite in the list is:

10. I keep books or magazines in the bathroom for a “quick nip.”

When I was growing up, our whole family were reading addicts. We kept reading material in every room of the house, including the bathroom. When we felt that our needs were going to require that we be in that room for a while, we’d say that we were going to the library. I was well into my 20’s before I realized that every time I entered a real library, I’d have to ask to borrow the restroom key. Only after I had attended to my childhood associations with the library could I relax and peruse the stacks for new reading material.

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The Fantasy

Filed under: Self-Image — By: judy on July 3, 2006 @ 5:47 pm

Nothing can change the past. There is no time machine to take me back and allow me to change my childhood. No person can make up for what I lacked as a child. There is no Prince Charming to sweep me up on his white charger and take me off to a far better life.

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Seeing Images

Filed under: I Want to Believe — By: judy on June 13, 2006 @ 3:30 pm

Jonathan Jones has written an article in the Guardian, Old Masters, discussing a 27,000-year-old cave painting from Angoulême, France. He reports that the “[a]rchaeologists have discovered what they believe to be a 27,000-year-old drawing of a face, which would make it the oldest in history.” He then goes on to compare the drawing to the minimalistic style of a modern Picasso, and to give reasons for the apparent discrepancy between the lifelike accuracy of so many other prehistoric animal drawings and the simple lines that make up this figure.

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Communing with Sweat

Filed under: Black Thumb Gardening — By: judy on June 9, 2006 @ 6:06 pm

Yesterday I spent 2 1/2 hours digging out half of the fern jungle that was threatening to swallow the driveway, pulling out blackberry brambles that some idiot planted in a former life, trimming bushes that had died last winter, and listening to the neighborhood drunk rag on about how the Russians and the Poles are liars and cheats. This is a favorite theme of his. Everytime he sees me or my DH, his pickled brain starts the spiel going. About how the former owner (a Pole in the drunk’s mind), who’s been dead for a couple of decades now, cheated him out of a 2 meter wide strip of land and added it to the property we’re living on now. We never met that old guy. We just rent the place. But every time we run into the drunk (he smells of cheap red wine, by the way), we get an earful. Of slurred German. Which is not our native language.

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Black Thumb Gardening

Filed under: Black Thumb Gardening — By: judy on June 6, 2006 @ 5:41 pm

There are folks who love to post photos of their gorgeous gardens full of perfect, colorful flowers and perfect, ripe vegetables and perfect, green lawns and bushes and trees. They gush about how their lives are more meaningful because they garden. They speak wistfully of the next time they can tear themselves away from their computers to rush outside and pull that single pesky weed that somehow snuck into Eden, repot that lush herbal basil plant that has now grown too large for its container, add compost and earthworms to the already rich soil to nourish the new crop of veggies they’re about to plant, build a stone wall to define a special area of hanging plants and rhododendrons, or put in a pond for the Koi that will add ambience to the peaceful idyll of their garden. I am not one of those.

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Filed under: Admin — By: judy on May 27, 2006 @ 9:39 pm

I thought for years that I had no need for a website. I thought I had nothing to say.
Now I’m ready to admit that “nothing to say” is a teensy exaggeration on my part. I’m full of opinions. And other things. Please stay tuned. Welcome to my blog.

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