Despite appearances, I did not just take photos of Liszt on my walk through Weimar yesterday. Here are a few of the other highlights.
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Despite appearances, I did not just take photos of Liszt on my walk through Weimar yesterday. Here are a few of the other highlights. Every year Weimar holds pèlerinages—an annual Kunstfest–that is, arts festival. The arts festival fits in: Weimar is the European Capital of Culture (1999), and anything that preserves and protects the city’s image as a center of high culture is to be endorsed and adored. It’s three weeks of music, exhibitions, dance, literature, discussion, and film […] Although I do not really mind being single, I do mind living alone. Here’s the downside of living alone: I have to do everything. Laundry: Me. Hanging wet laundry: Me Folding and putting away clean clothes: Me Going grocery shopping: Me Cooking dinner: Me Washing dishes: Me Putting away dry dishes: Me Cleaning out the […] This game is NSFW, but if you’re at home and of age, check out this game. Personally I max out at about 25,000 points. I don’t see how its possible to do that much better, but the high scores are off the map! Via the BBC / In light of the recent discussion: Social workers in the Netherlands have taken legal action to try to stop a 13-year-old girl from sailing around the world on her own. They want Laura Dekker to be made a ward of court, so that her parents, who support her plans, temporarily lose […] Despite all the official statistics announcing an alarming decrease in the birthrate, Weimar seems to be full of parents pushing baby carriages around. I can think of four friends in my German context with young children or children on the way. And since I’ve been in nostalgia mode of late, it reminded me of a […] I’ve been busy cleaning up the server that hosts my website and I found some old photos that I thought I’d share. Thanks to Cathy for noticing the (temporary) addition of a third to the statues in Theaterplatz. For now it’s Goethe, Schiller, und Liszt. […] The stereotypical Cowboy in Wyoming is, by inherent definition, the definition of hyper-masculinity. Accordingly, these men never, ever cry. Not once, ever, never. Well… maybe every once in awhile—but rarely. These are the guys who grew up on a ranch and would come to the university only to be stunned by the overwhelming selection of […] |
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