They are being treated, as I never was, like toys a rich kid got for Christmas.

Who wrote that? Dresden’s most notable American former guest. No, not Lord Bishop. This dude.

You’d live in a cave–albeit with a modem to read my blog–to not know by now that Ronnie Raygun has gone off to the big Bedtime for Bonzo in the sky.

Aside from all this and that, I must admit I feel sadness. As a wee little child, Reagan was for me the next best thing to Superman. So strong, so charming, so good looking. As a grownup, I later learned other stuff, like this bit from a certain Hitchens.

But this blog is not the place to pass judgement. I do try very hard to keep this area clear of my own opinions. But as you mighta guessed, I am a fan of syncronicity and almanacs and the like. So instead here is what happened this weekend.

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Over the weekend, the guys in blue overalls changed the doors. Then they changed the locks. On Monday, we couldn’t get in. Possibly, that could happen again Tuesday and Wednesday. UPDATE:
The lovely Miss Scheel informs me that:
lt. Herr K?hne ist das Schloss in D?R-274 wieder entfernt, sodass der Unterricht
in diesem Raum wieder gew?hrleistet ist. So there you go.
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It’s great to also have smaller groups like the one on Mondays. They’re a bit more advanced, and also have advanced fun. For example, today’s lesson. First we got locked out and went on classroom safari. Then we had a nice presentation, then we made matchstick rockets. Then we launched them.
Needless to say, we had a large time.
Oh yeah, there’s a written assignment too.

Some rockets just fizzled out while others flew over three meters horizontally.

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Pssst… Wanna buy a catapult?

Here’s a dandy little keypad game to tighten up your lowly data entry skills. Mom, get back to work.

Plug:
Tonite, 5.6.4 at 22.00 Blue Note on G?rlitzerstr.

Dude Dude Chick revived!

It’s Saturday. And we all know you don’t have a life. So come on out to see Dude Dude Chick perform at Blue Note tonight. It’s free! Buy lots of beer and throw the rest of your money in the bucket.

May was a tough month for Dude Dude Chick. With a full calendar, and the co-founder quitting the band, the remaining member, you know, the one who wrote all the songs and set up all the rehearsals and club dates, has been a-scramblin’ to put together a good show. The bad news: No backup vocals. The good news: no accordion! Dude Dude Chick now consists of accoustic guitar, vocals and drums.

We (two) have worked hard to get some shit together. So get there early, by ten o’ clock, before the Dresden Hillbillies show up. We are going to rock.

Be sure not to miss it. This will be our last show before the BRN.

(I meant to post this a few days ago. Really)

Tenet steps down for personal reasons.

Not to sound like a CTist, but: oh, really?

(I happened upon this today)

Oh Really?

Remember that bridge that they want to build over Waldschl?sschen way? Well, esteemed colleague Sarah and I went down there today to check out the Green event out on the meadow. That Balkan horn band Banda Comunal was supposed to play.

We got there ’round seven, and their numbers (attendance-wise) was pretty slight. But as promised, they were out there mowing the meadow. With scythes! Some were all decked out in folksy attire, and some lounged at the base of massive piles of hay. One guy was rattling off some killer field yodlin’ (hats off–I can also yodel a bit, and I must say I was impressed). It was like anachronistic Christian Richter (the painter, not my student). Verily pastoral. And, just like that weird old saying goes, no abbots were mowing hay.

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Say it ain’t so, GI Joe. But no.