Actually, there's pretty much always news of some sort or another.
Crazy times here in Berlin - so crazy in fact that we didn't the time or the energy to comment on the vagaries of the baseball playoffs. For example, we held our first (and potentially last, depending on our cholesterol levels) MeatFest, which involved about 4 lbs of wild boar, 1.5 rabbits, 6 lbs of lamb, pork, beef, and half a jar of bacon jam. Details will follow.
After a week of madcap packing (it seriously did approach something resembling a very crap tragi-comedy), my lab officially moved to Darmstadt (directly translatable to "intestine town") - I didn't go obviously, which means that I've entered a state of odd scientific limbo where I'm getting paid to sit at home and type meaningful things into the computer. We'll see how that works out.
There is also a sadder note. Maren, a close friend of mine from Seattle, passed away last week. This is not the place to go into the details, but I did want to mention it since I suspect that some of you dear readers would want to know.
Finally, here are some fun pictures:
This was the only way that Pierre would consent to have his picture posted on our blog. He's the suave looking fellow reflected in my left eye.
And here's Kate engaging in a little pre-MeatFest training. Teh germans do like their pork steaks.
Go Phillies!
Monday, 20 October 2008
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Mmmm... meat... Oh, wait. That's right. Still, I'm impressed (crying over all the tragic loss of life, etc., etc., but impressed. Presumably their numbers needed some thinning out anyway). Did your Darmstadt survive? I hope there were plenty of Heinlein books stacked up on the edge of the bathtub.
Jamie Moyer all the way.
My darmstadt was fine thank you very much. And after 1.5 Heinlein units, very well exercised.
And let's hope that Jamie Moyer's long-standing stint with the Mariners won't curse him this post-season. Cuz those guys suck.
I'm upset about missing meatfest.
You should be more concerned about Jamie Moyer's longterm association with the team from the North Side of Chicago. The Ex-Cub factor is a well-established curse.
http://www.press.uchicago.edu/Misc/Chicago/730735.html
(it's the second article, not the first).
nice pic - you forgot to mention herr clemens on the right side of the sunglasses - the one with the freudian object
take care
(i can give you a nice pic of me, if you want :) )
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