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Uh, hi, I guess I didn't update my journal very often. I kept a paper one, though! Because I needed to keep track of stuff so I can turn in a paper for the people who gave me a grant.

Hamburg was nice; I met with a professor whose research interests me, and he gave me some advice on things to look at (including some translation theory, even) and wanted to hear more about my research in the future, because it's an interesting topic. (So I know one place I'm going to send my exposé once it exists, even if the prospect of living in Hamburg doesn't fill me with glee.)

Dresden was AMAZING. I really liked it there, and the Altstadt was beautiful, even if half of everything was under construction. I took day trips to Leipzig, Bautzen, and Pirna, and Ben and I went to Saxon Switzerland, which is a place I could definitely go back and spend a week in a cute vacation rental or hotel and go hiking and work on a novel. But there isn't a university for me there, because the TU doesn't have anything that matches my research interests.

Berlin was, as usual, great. I got to see [personal profile] kriski and [personal profile] dirtyzucchini and kriski gave me a copy of her poetry collection, which I am excited to read. I flipped through and the one about the woman at the knitting group punched me in the stomach. Good job! I can't wait to share these with my classmates.

I also got to see some parts of Berlin I'd never made it to before, because I didn't have to go to the obligatory tourist sites. I didn't even set foot on the Museum Island!

I have all my photos up on GPhotos; let me know if you want the link (or if you have a GPhotos/gmail you want me to share it with). They are sorted by city but otherwise unlabeled. That's a huge project...

I learned that you don't have to live in the same city you are doing a PhD in, if you are doing a solo promotion and don't have to meet f2f with your advisor very often, which means that theoretically I could live in Berlin while promovieren in Hamburg and go there every other week or whatever. And that your student ID is valid at all the libraries in all the universities :O

I just don't know which city Ben would have better luck finding a job in. Both have a lot of tech/software stuff, but they're both also full of young jobseekers who are more the type (ie cheap labor) startups want. So idk. But any decision is at least 2 years off, because I won't finish here until May 2019 (that's the target) and I doubt I'll finish my thesis and immediately want to write the exposé for winter admission (October). Summer admission (March/April) might be better, even though I'll probably have to turn it in around October anyway.

... yeah, I kind of fell into a really cool dissertation idea, so...

I'm going back to Georgia on the 2nd, so I have another week here. I'll start packing up at the end of this week or the weekend. Mostly I just have to put my clothes into suitcases and streamline a lot of loose crap floating around.

Oh, and I'm going to a roller derby boot camp, so I might join a roller derby team. (My academic schedule may prevent me from participating much this semester, but we shall see.)
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Update the first: I was accepted into the Linguistics MA program! So I will be in Georgia one additional year (and hopefully only the one). Ben doesn't want to move to Georgia, so we will be maintaining 2 residences. I found a new apartment that is closer to campus, has 2 bedrooms and a kitchen with actual cabinet space (though still not a lot of counter space) AND is almost $100/mo cheaper. Plus it has central HVAC. I look forward to it.

Update the second: The paper I submitted to a conference was accepted (as a poster)! I will be going to Austin April 20-23 to hang out with a bunch of Germanic linguists and tell them about how cool my research about German memers on tumblr is (and get them to tell me what else to look into). I applied for a travel award through the department, and I hope I hear about that soon, because I need to book the hotel room; if I don't get the grant, I will beg for floor space with a grad student at UT (or find a roommate).

Update the third: GERMANY! I bought my plane tickets and have an itinerary. I will be in Hamburg June 5-30, Dresden July 1-13, and Berlin July 13-17 (and fly out the 18th). While I'm in HH, I will be at the Goethe Institute, so I'll be spending the afternoon there and doing as much of their Kulturprogramm as interests me (tours, excursions, museums; probably not ballet, though if there's opera, I'll go). I don't know how much free time I'll have.

The class I was planning to take in Dresden was cancelled, so now I'm on my own for there. Because of the grant I'm getting, I have to make it related to my education as a teacher, so I'm going to keep a journal of how I can use various things to teach my students. I'm mostly going to go to Cold War-related sites (including a day trip to Leipzig), but also the usual Dresdner Altstadt stuff. (I'm going to have to go to the Oper for reasons relating to the story that's coming out in fall.) Ben is probably going to come join me for part of that week. I want to try to swing a trip out to the Sächsiche Schweiz, but I don't know how much time I'll have.

Then in Berlin I want to see an exhibit in the Alliierten Museum, probably stop in the Deutsches Historisches Museum to spend more time in the modern section than I had last time, and go to the Gedenkstätte Berliner Mauer, and if I have time/schedules work out, take another Berliner Unterwelten tour. I also want to try to see a Hertha training day (if they're there and not off in Turkey) and meet up with friends.

Classes and stuff: the 2 classes I have that aren't literature are going pretty well. Old Norse is fun, and the term paper, in which we translate something and justify our decisions, sounds like fun. Syntax seminar is harder, but also kind of fun, because we get to talk about language acquisition, and our term paper is partner work and will be about second language acquisition. Literature seminar is still overwhelming and I have no idea what I'm supposed to write about; the instructions are "choose something in the broad thematic we've discussed this semester" and we read a novel every week how the fuck do I even begin with that.

In fall I will have 4 classes again and be teaching 2 sections of 2nd semester German, I am going to die. But Phonetics & Phonology is supposed to be not a lot of work, and Language, Gender, and Culture may or may not be; Medieval Courtly Literature will be tough but fun because we're reading parallel texts of Middle High German and modern translation. Culture Seminar will be Jewish Studies because of who's teaching it, and we will have to read a lot of novels (but less than this semester, thank god).


2 Jul 2014 01:00 pm
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
Been home a few days now, but there's been football and unpacking and homework and this fucking cold. I never really posted much after the first couple days in Berlin, so I'll give a précis for the rest of it. The weather was variably terrible and bad, with a brief foray into pleasant followed by an immediate return of terrible.

June 20 )

June 21 )

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June 28 )

I dumped my pictures into dropbox. This link might work; I can't tell because I'm logged in.

Ben posted a bunch of photos on tumblr, and he collected them here. He had a photo pass for Sanssouci, so he got inside pictures, whereas I just got outside ones.

I feel really comfortable in Berlin. I can't get Ben to do much more than say "yeah, it could be fun" when I discuss moving. But that's an entirely different blog post, and this one's taken me an hour to write already.
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I follow [twitter.com profile] slowberlin, and they had an article today about microbreweries in Berlin. So of course I had to read it, because beer.

The next time I'm in Berlin, I absolutely have to go here. In addition to beer, they make their own brandy and apple juice, and now there's also apple wine, and they've got a whisky distillery, too. Their menu also includes coffees, sodas, and wine, so there's a little something for everybody.
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
I was eating a caramel apple cake? cobbler? of some sort at Cup A Joe (Hsbo) this morning and drinking a decaf cassia mocha, when I thought, "Hey, if I had any sort of business skills and wanted to deal with the visas and paperwork and shit, I could open an American bakery in Berlin. I'd sell authentic American baked goods, like chocolate chip cookies and crumbles, crisps, brown bettys, and cobblers, as opposed to bizarre* German interpretations of such. But damn that'd be a lot of work. And who knows if it would even be successful! Germans tend to find American baked goods too sweet."

But I have a ton of great recipes for things like that. Also, it's fall, so I'm all BAKED APPLES AND CINNAMON AND BAKED PEARS AND CARAMEL AND YUM, and there's nothing nicer than a hot apple crisp with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on it. (Except maybe hot spiced apple cider.)

Though some of the baked fruit desserts remind me of German desserts like apple cake or plum cake.

Ooh, and around Thanksgiving, there would be pumpkin pie & pecan pie & chocolate pecan pie.

Clearly, what I need is a German friend with a) money and b) restaurant-running skills so I can be the ideas & recipes person.

*When I was in Marburg in college, I walked past a bakery on my way somewhere else, and they had this display of ... muffins? with little American flag toothpicks sticking out of them. I was curious, so I bought one. It was a white not-quite-cake, not-quite-muffin with a big glob of chocolate pudding inside. I can't say I've ever had that sort of thing here.

Though that wasn't as horribly disappointing as the "hush puppies" they served in the hospital cafeteria in Oregon during my residency. Oh god those were disgusting. Dry and flavorless and yuck. If you want southern food, you need to run it by a southerner.

I'm home.

3 Jan 2012 03:10 pm
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I have a cat on my lap, one in the loft above my head, and two on the floor of my room. Not sure where the last one is.

I didn't kill Ben's dad.

Ben sorted through a lot of things in the closet of his parents' house. They've lived in this 100-year-old, 5-bedroom, 3.5-bath house with attic and basement for 30 years, and as far as I can tell, no one's been forced to get rid of anything. (Apparently his mom forced his dad to get rid of his papers dating prior to 1990? And there are shelves in the basement that make Phil's look uncluttered. And stable.)

So, he found his stuff from his trip to Japan in college, including his pictures which are on SLIDES (who made SLIDES in 1997??), the Hanshin Tigers cheering bats, a really nice silk handkerchief, and a bunch of Super Famicom games that he forgot he even had. He also found his Transformers.

Into the garbage or to a yard-sale/sort later pile went tons of tchotchkes and trinkets and assorted small junk. Noisemakers, those tubes with the rolls of paper that unroll when you blow in them, finger traps, etc.

He's going to have to make some hard decisions if Operation: Move to Berlin happens.

I moved twice (that I remember; my first move was age 2) growing up. Once after 4th grade, into a house of similar size with a basement & large walk-up attic, then again after 10th grade, into a slightly smaller house (and a much smaller bedroom) with a crawlspace attic and no basement. We had to get rid of things. Yeah, mom kept the dolls and things Grandma brought back from her travels around the world, but if it wasn't something with immediate use or sentimental value, we pretty much got rid of it. Then when she moved from the last house I lived in out to WV to live with her husband, she had me go through what I still had there and either take it home with me or send it to Goodwill/the church yard sale.

I'd like to downsize & de-clutter my life. (I really need to just price out and list the mass of books I have to sell.) Ben's mom likes is obsessed with stocking stuffers. Sometimes they're useful: food, coasters, ornaments, whatever. And this year, they're sponsoring a snow leopard at the STL Zoo in my name, so I got a stuffed snow leopard & a certificate & stuff in my stocking. Sometimes it's things like bouncy balls that light up when you bounce them. The latter comprised a large portion of what Ben got rid of over the weekend.

But I don't want to ask his mom to stop doing something she likes doing (and is really excited about) in order to simplify my life. I feel guilty about getting rid of things people gave me, and I have the constant money-angst that someone who grew up working poor has: they spent their hard-earned money on this thing for me, I can't just throw it out/give it to Goodwill.

Shipping a lot of boxes of junk, along with furniture & such, overseas, and living in an apartment half the size of our house with essentially a big locker in the basement *if we're lucky* doesn't work well with "keep accumulating and accumulating and never get rid of anything."


16 Jun 2011 11:07 am
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
sehnen: to desire, to yearn.

Sucht: addiction.

Sehnsucht: desire, longing, yearning.

Nur wer die Sehnsucht kennt, weiß, was ich leide!
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
I tweeted about this last week and meant to elaborate here, but I forgot.

Scene: last Wednesday, I'd come home from tai chi class, changed, and flopped on the couch with my phone to catch up on the twitter I'd missed. Ben's at the other end, and he starts talking about this trailer he downloaded on his PS3 for Call of Duty: Black Ops. (He wont get the game; he just likes trailers.)

Ben: Is there some famous music video from the 80s where two guys are standing on opposite sides of the Berlin Wall, then start rocking out on guitars?

Me: Huh?

Ben: I downloaded this trailer for Call of Duty, and it HAS to be a reference to something, because it looks that way.

Me: Maybe I'd recognize it if I saw it?

Ben: [fires up the PS3 and the TV, starts playing this video]

Me (before the rating box has even left the screen): That's the Scorpions' "Wind of Change," dumbass. (laughing)

I would like to point out that at NO point did he mention that this trailer had an actual pop song in the background, as opposed to commissioned video game music. There may have also been a digression at one point about how it wouldn't have been logistically possible for people to stand on opposite sides of the wall at that time, given the death strip on the eastern side. (Though when the song was released in 1990, it would have been, in some areas.)

ETA: This is the video I'm a lot more familiar with. And now I know why the one I had bookmarked vanished. Guess what you'll be seeing again on 9 November.
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
It's a good question, and an important one, and one I haven't really addressed in detail. It's hard, because all I have is this vague longing to be there, as opposed to a nice list of reasons, like a job or something.

I've been to Berlin 3 times now. Once for 3 days during my year in Germany (1997), when the city was still scarred from the division and you could literally see when you crossed on the S-bahn from former West to former East. I thought then that Berlin was the sort of city I could live in. It didn't feel too crowded, like New York does, though wikipedia tells me they have similar densities.

The second time was for a week at Christmas (2007), which was cold (approximately freezing the whole time) and dark (sunrise: 8 am; sunset: 4 pm) and rainy, the sort of foggy mist you get on a cloudy winter day. The clouds broke regularly, but the fog rolled back in at 2 pm every day that week. It was miserable weather to be a tourist in, but that's what you get for traveling at Christmas, really, unless you're going to the Caribbean or Mediterranean or something. That's when I had my first notion of moving to Germany and being a tour guide. I said it to Ben after we finished our guided walking tour, though I doubt he remembers.

The third time was almost a year ago now, May 2010, for a course at the Goethe Institut. There were two ways that could have gone. I could have gotten it out of my system, or I could have confirmed that I didn't want to leave. Considering that it was with a heavy heart that I got on the overnight train to Vienna, it seems to have gone the latter way. (I did look forward to seeing Ben again, once he got to Vienna, so leaving wasn't quite as melodramatic as it could have been.)

The weather that whole month was variable, frustrating, cloudy, rainy, and cold (40s-50s F), with periodic breaks of sun and warmth. I'm told that it was the rainiest, coldest May they'd had in quite some time. I blame the Iceland volcano.

But I found more in Berlin than I'd known was there, and now all I can think about is being there, which I can't afford at all right now, with this not having worked in a year thing. And we can't uproot soon, because of Ben's job and our many cats. Finding an apartment that is big enough for 5 cats, let alone allows you to have that many pets, is just not happening. Aside from that, Señora Crankypants has diabeetus and is allergic to grain, so she needs insulin and a special diet, and traveling with her on a trans-Atlantic flight...no. Claire has PKD, hyperthyroidism, and an anxiety disorder, and continuing to medicate her properly (and get her special food, too) is daunting.

What do I love about Berlin? If I had to quantify this nebulous emotion, I'd start with the fact that it's never the same city. It's always changing. One of the most famous quotations about the city is "Berlin ist eine Stadt, verdammt dazu, ewig zu werden, niemals zu sein" (Berlin is a city damned to always be becoming, never to be). Another, not on the wiki page, is from Frenchman Jack Lang: "Paris is always Paris, and Berlin is never Berlin." I love things that are in-between, that are both and neither, that walk the line of belonging and not-belonging. Berlin very much is.

There's so much history there, and as someone for whom the Cold War and its end is a source of great interest, how can I not be drawn there? The scars are still there, as well as the scars from WW2, in bullet holes remaining in façades. Berlin is a city concerned with its past, as much as it tears down the old and builds the new.

But Berlin has a reputation for being unwelcoming, dirty, and awful. It's not undeserved, but I'm with Ms Boedecker on this one.
Die Berliner sind unfreundlich und rücksichtslos, ruppig und rechthaberisch, Berlin ist abstoßend, laut, dreckig und grau, Baustellen und verstopfte Straßen, wo man geht und steht – aber mir tun alle Menschen leid, die nicht hier leben können!

Berliner are unfriendly and inconsiderate, abrasive and opinionated; Berlin is unsavory, loud, dirty, and grey, construction sites and stopped-up streets, where you stop and go - but I feel sorry for everyone who can't live here!

It's a city you love for what it is as much as despite what it is. It's a city that gets under your skin and hooks you with its claws and doesn't let you go. It's a horrible, beautiful place.

I live on a quarter acre, half wooded, in suburban Raleigh-Durham. Winter is mild and short, summers are appallingly hot and long. I have a nice garden outside my rather large house which I've invested a good bit of time and effort into. (The lawn is a different matter entirely.) I've got the American Dream! Why would I want to give that up and move into an apartment in the middle of a city in Europe? (I'd want to live in Prenzl'er Berg, Kreuzberg/F'hain, or Mitte, possibly Wedding if prices are OK, maybe Pankow depending on transit options. Not Charlottenburg; too bourgeois for me.) That's an even harder question than the one I opened this post with!

I'd miss my herb garden and my gardenias (grown from cuttings from a 100-year-old bush that was being torn up when the house was sold to become beach condos) and my Yoshino cherry. I wouldn't miss the lawn and nastygrams from our HOA telling us to fix it up, and I know Ben wouldn't miss mowing it. Depending on the apartment, I could still grow herbs in pots on the balcony or in a hanging pot over the balcony rail (a very popular technique in Germany!) I wouldn't have my gardenias or the tree, obviously. Where can you plant an ornamental cherry in a city? I don't know if Yoshinos can even survive up there, though I guess they have them in Hokkaido? While I could possibly take a cutting of my gardenia and put it in a huge pot, I don't think I want to deal with the agricultural end of customs. It seems unpleasant and annoying.

I wouldn't miss having to drive everywhere. If we lived in Berlin, we might not even have cars! I'd keep my drivers license/get a German one, in case we need to drive anywhere in a rental car or something, but there's not much point in having a car (and paying for a parking space, insurance, $6+/gallon gas, upkeep, etc) in a city with 24-hour public transit and a country with extensive train service, even if they strike occasionally or there are maintenance or service issues. When I see Germans complaining about DB or the like (which are still valid complaints, don't get me wrong), I wish Amtrak were half as good as DB.

I guess I've realized that the part of the Standard American Dream where you have a 2000-sqft house in the suburbs is among the things I don't want in the Standard Life Script, much like the 2.5 kids part. I like the college education and marriage part (even if we have a non-standard marriage), but the rest of it I want to shake off.

There are cities in America where I could live more like the way I want to - New York, DC (sort of), Raleigh (kind of), SFO - but those aren't places I want to live. I like DC; I grew up near there. I can't afford DC. I'd be closer to my family, which is both good and bad. DC is kind of like Berlin, in that it's a capital city with a lot of varied cultural things, but it's definitely not the same. Maybe Berlin's a hybrid of NYC and DC. I don't know; I haven't spent significant time in NYC, and my main experiences in DC are the Smithsonians.

This is already quite a book, and I have to go to a meeting this afternoon, so I'll end this here. But feel free to comment or ask questions in comments. I haven't had a chance to address missing my local breweries, farmers, restaurants, Mexican food, etc, not to mention my friends.


20 Mar 2011 05:05 pm
feuervogel: Alex on the bridge, deciding a course of action (sad)
So, according to a comment on someone else's f-locked post, the age I'm going to be in 10 years, once we have few or no cats and a smaller principle on our mortgage, that is, 45, is considered "too old" to get a job in Germany, really really.

Fuck my life, fuck me, and fuck that bullshit.

I'm never going to get to move to Berlin if neither Ben (who will ALSO be 45, and a 20-year-experienced software engineer) nor I will be able to get jobs to support ourselves.

I was happy until about 10 minutes ago when I read that comment notification. Now I want to curl up and cry a lot.
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A while back, [personal profile] acari (I think) posted a couple youtube clips of German political humor-cabaret (Kabarett), including Brandenburg (though a different video) (lyrics).

This video came across my facebook feed today, and the ca 10 second clip of music at the end sounded very familiar. I'd probably never have recognized it if it weren't for those clips in [personal profile] acari's journal.
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
When I contemplate moving to Berlin, I think about things like furniture, health insurance, doctors (especially with my chronic illness and getting older), appliances, how we'll watch our DVDs (since PAL and NTSC aren't friends), where to get food, and that sort of thing.

Ben thinks about whether it's cost-effective to ship our furniture, dishes, etc overseas.

ESXJ meets INTP.

Whereas I like our dishes (they match, and they were wedding gifts), and several of our pieces of furniture (like the dresser and hutch, which were both wedding gifts from his family). I don't generally get sentimentally attached to stuff, but I'd feel guilty about abandoning these gifts (which we picked out ourselves). I felt bad enough selling my old desk & dresser set last year.

It's true, there's a lot of cool old shit available at the massive flea market every Sunday, but we won't have a car to haul shit. (That's one way we could keep costs lower. Parking fees, insurance, maintenance, and gas add up in a city, especially one where gas prices are twice as high as in the US.)

Other things I think about are whether I want to stay there permanently. I can't imagine moving back stateside at 75 or 80 or older. And our parents aren't getting any younger; driving 5 hours to Maryland, or finding a flight to St Louis, is a far different story than flying back from Europe. I don't have much emotional attachment to my family, but that doesn't mean I want to cut them out, you know?

And it's not like my mom would ever come visit me in Germany. She didn't while I was in Marburg for a year. She freaks out when faced with new things, and she's terrified of airplanes (and smokes, but Nicorette can help on planes I hear). Well, and she can't really afford airfare. If I could get both her and my sister to go, there's a chance it'd work, but I'm doubtful. Dad would probably come visit, if he can get airfare together. Ben's folks, assuming no physical issues, would come no problem. They're living in Basel right now while his mom teaches/does research there, and they spent a year in England (another sabbatical).

There's a part of my mind that's already separated itself from living here.
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
I read a really interesting article on the history of football in the DDR/GDR. I mean, how is that not relevant to my interests? Football, the Cold War, divided Germany... yeah. Ping.

So the excitable part of my brain went down this path of "Oh, hey, there are universities in Berlin, and you could go study history there, and maybe be able to focus on that, but you couldn't apply straight to a master's, because your BS is in chemistry & German, so you'd have 6 semesters of full time classes, and that's a lot of work, and damn, but international applications are complicated, and history is a limited enrollment subject" then said "meh. You can find books to read on your particular subject."

Then I wondered if the Volkshochschulen (sort of equivalent to community colleges) offer history programs, and I ended up on the Berliner VHS page, and, while I couldn't find any history courses, at least not from the broad categories listed, they have a health & fitness section, so I poked in there a bit, and they have things like qi gong and yoga. Since one of my plans for the next 10 years is to become a teacher in my tai chi school, I wondered how one applies to teach a course at a VHS. That question itself wasn't answered, but it looks like you have to do some sort of continuing-education program to ensure quality, if I'm understanding this Bürokrat-Buzzword German properly.

Oh, hey, I could click on the FAQ (HGF? Not pronounceable at all...) and find this. Silly me, I was looking in the "about us" section :P It seems I just need proof of qualification and experience at teaching the course I'd like to teach (to *each* VHS, if I wanted to teach at more than one). And, hopefully, after 10 years, I'll be able to do that.

(You can also take German as a foreign language courses there, for FAR cheaper than at Goethe, though without the fun cultural programs and the like. And get certifications for various jobs, like IT and whatnot.)

More later on pros, cons, terrors, stresses, and that sort of thing in regard to the idea of moving holy shit to Berlin. Because moving 6 time zones and an 8.5-hour flight to a different country isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Especially when the city you want to move to only has 60 hours of sunlight a month between October and March (but 220 hours of sunlight in July! Yeah, Berlin's at 52.30N. I live at 36.09N now.)
feuervogel: (hertha)
I watched the Hertha-Düsseldorf match today. I'd planned to get up at 7:15 for the 7:30 show and shower when it was over, but I was awake at 6:30 anyway, so I showered and ate breakfast before the match. It was a heart-stopper, that one! First Düsseldorf scored on a major defense error on our part, then Ramos equalized, then Düsseldorf went ahead by one, then Rukavytsya equalized. Then Lasogga got us the 3:2 and in the last seconds of stoppage time, Ramos sealed the deal with the 4:2. The defense today was shaky as shit, and there were a couple close calls from Fortuna on top of the 2 goals conceded. But next week, Captain Mijatovic's 2-match ban off a dodgy red card will be up, so his unshakable solidity will be back.

I saw a link on twitter to an interview with my favorite national player, Arne Friedrich. Then, because I'm like that, I decided to translate the whole thing. It was longer than I expected, and it took me about 2 hours to get the first draft. Then I got a buddy to read over the English for me and mark the awkward/overliteral areas, and I cleaned it up this morning.

I kind of like doing translations, actually. It's fun. I have no idea how to make use of this skill, other than for translating interviews with footballers for non-German speakers on livejournal. Publishing houses likely have their own translation staff, and I'm not qualified at this point to do books. I've thought about calling UNCC and asking about their translation studies certificate (which is 4 courses during a regular BS/BA program), but they're in Charlotte, and that's far to go for a class. Also, I have no money for tuition.

I should come up with huge lists of pros and cons of moving to Berlin, though the pro side would mostly read "IT'S BERLIN, ISN'T THAT ENOUGH?"
feuervogel: (hertha)
So my author bio in the back of my books can read "When Hertha is playing, you can find her in the Olympic Stadium." (Or, if I get published in Germany, "Wann Hertha spielt, findet man sie in der Ostkurve.") Because you know that's what I'd be doing on match days if I lived in Berlin, wearing blue and white.

I wonder if I'd need a work visa if I work as a writer for myself. Looking into it now would be rather premature.

I do have a horror that we sell the house, the cars, and a lot of furniture, ship the rest to Germany, and fail to thrive there, and have to come back, without a place to return to or any stuff (like cars and jobs). That doesn't mean I shouldn't try, you know? A trial period, a few months to see if I can find paying work, say, before selling the house and bringing Ben over, would help out. (I also have a horror of renting an apartment or finding a WG sight unseen. Maybe by then Chiara, the Italian gal in my Goethe class, will have moved there & I could borrow part of her floor while looking for a place to stay.)

Pity the Embassy probably doesn't need a pharmacist on site. I wouldn't even have to do anything for my licensure, since federal facilities only require licensure in a US state. (I could work in any VA or military base in the country on my NC license.)


23 Dec 2010 05:59 pm
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
How can I be homesick for a city I visited twice and lived in for a month?
feuervogel: photo of the statue of Victory and her chariot on the Brandenburg Gate (Brandenburg Gate)
That time in which I watch a Scorpions video on youtube and attempt to wax philosophic about an event that happened 6 time zones away when I was 13.

Somehow, 9 November snuck up on me this year. I was writing checks this morning, and I realized today's the 9th. Man.

The video I linked last year was removed by the user, sadly.
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Last night I was going home around 10 pm (and ran into night construction on I-40 that resulted in a detour down 15-501 because the whole fucking interstate was closed), and it was 90 degrees on the highway, and 85 degrees at my house. At 10:30 pm. Two hours after sunset, y'all.

We took Ben's car to the farmers market this morning, so I don't know how hot it was at 9 am when we left or 10:30 when we went home, but it was really fucking nasty out there. Accuweather tells me it's 96 degrees out, with 53% humidity, for a RealFeel (TM) of 108.

I think I made the right decision to stay inside today. Monday's high of 93 looks downright pleasant in comparison.

In other news, I need to be dissuaded from going to Berlin for my 35th birthday in 7ish months. Especially if I don't get any work any time soon :P I wonder what I'd have to do to write it off as research for my writing... (aside from "have a plan for a story/novel before I leave" and "write it"). I do want to work some more in Cold War-era Berlin, and where better to get the detail, eh?

(Though the weather in March will most likely be absolutely shit. Hopefully no worse than at Christmas or this past May...)


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