Archive for August 2010

August 30, 2010

I have to make a decision between A and B.
And whenever I feel totally convinced of A, someone says „Well, there’s this one thing about B…“ and I don’t know anymore.

I think sometimes we have to decide between two alternatives. And the important thing isn’t really whether you choose alternative A or B. The important thing is choosing one of them.
Because the very worst (and highly desirable) alternative is not choosing and thinking about how both A and B are possible. Not taking decisions will never do you any good. You’ll be feeling safe and warm and cosy… and you’ll be on the losing side.


August 30, 2010

1. What is your favorite Mexican dish?
Tortillas with minced meat and fresh salad.

2. When you were a kid, did you get started on your homework right away after school, or did you procrastinate?
I always liked doing my homework. (… this sound slightly mad, I guess?)

3. What is your favorite store for home furnishings?

4. When you were young, did you like school lunches?
We didn’t have school lunches. But I really loved to go to Billa (local small supermarket) and get a roll with cheese or just a bottle of mineral water together with my friends from school. And then we would sit in the park or in the classroom or on the stairs and talk for an hour or two.

5. Is religion a crutch?
Depends on the believer. If religion makes people intolerant or unable to reason or gives them trouble to live their lives, it certainly is.
If religion helps people cope with their problems (like guilt, or dieing or finding peace), it is a good, helpful thing.

6. In your region, what is the “big” (most popular in the community or state) high school sport?
Austria isn’t really into high school sport. Maybe handball or soccer.

7. Do you consider yourself rich?
I’m good. Not rich, but not poor either.

8. Which of these would you have the best chance for success in administering:
B) Heimlich Maneuver
C) Changing a flat tire

… I don’t know what CPR is. But I guess I’d manage b) and c) if necessary.

9. Which dance would you prefer to learn & why:
A) Salsa
B) Hip Hop
C) Waltz
D) Swing
Waltz. Because I’m Viennese and I already can and I don’t want to learn any dances. 😛

10. What’s the worst news you’ve ever delivered to someone?

11. Name something you learned in college that had nothing to do with classes or academics.
1: Know when to fall silent to avoid saying bullshit that will eventually break your neck.
2: The people and institutions surrounding you change you.
3:I tend to be terribly lucky.

12. New variation on an old question: If there’s a song in your head that just won’t get out, what is your favorite (or most repeated) line in that song?
Breaking Benjamin’s „Blow me away“. The line that never leaves me is „I will stay in the mess I made… Only the strongest will survive, lead me to heaven when I die. I’ll be the shadow on the wall, I’ll be the one to safe us all“.
(But there are so many songs with lyrics that never leave you.)

August 26, 2010

1. Favourite childhood book: I was always very fond of „the famous five“ and „the Knickerbocker kids“ … never had any favorites, though. 😉 And I really loved „Old Surehand“ and „Winnetou III“ (Karl May).

2. What are you reading right now? I just finished „The Complaints“ by Ian Rankin. (Highly recommendable.)

3. What books do you have on request at the library? I use scientific libraries only. I like to own my novels. 😉

4. Bad book habit: Sometimes people suggest books to me, forcing me to borrwo them and I never refuse strongly enough. After half a year or so I return them unread.

5. What do you currently have checked out at the library? See above.

6. Do you have an e-reader? No.

7. Do you prefer to read one book at a time, or several at once? One for fun, several for work.

8. Have your reading habits changed since starting a blog? No.

9.Least favourite book you read this year: I don’t know. Mk

10. Favourite book I’ve read this year: The liar (Stephen Fry). (Thanks a lot, Kalafudra. 🙂 )And „Kim“ (Rudyard Kipling).

11. How often do you read out of your comfort zone? I don’t read out of my comfort zone. Pe I stopped reading American Psycho because it was really vividly gross when it came to the murdering and I thought this whole life-style totally crazy and odd and annoying. (I did finish Bret Easton Ellis‘ „Less than zero“ and found it quite good, to say something in defense of the author.)

Geschützt: … this is unnecessary.

August 26, 2010

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Space we can recover, time never.

August 26, 2010

„Cassius-Anthony, what have we learned from this terrible war against ph.d?“
„Well, L.-Sir, it is the following: Space we can recover, time never.“
„Meaning, L.-Sir, that we have lost this f*ing battle.“

August 25, 2010

Humanum est peccare, sed perserverare diabolicum.

Geschützt: Folks: Be polite.

August 24, 2010

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Geschützt: Crazy old woman

August 23, 2010

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August 23, 2010

An bestimmten Tagen im Jahr vor vielen hunderten Jahren wurde ein Christ von Heiden erschlagen/gegrillt/löwenverfüttert odgl. Und heute feiern wir ihn! Hurra.

Dazu gibt es zuallererst eine nette kleine Messe. Wenn man wie unser Pfarrer froody ist, googlet man erst ein bisschen und weiß dann allerlei Aktuelles über den Heiligen (wie etwa, dass eine Rockband sich nach diesem benannt hat… Und dann kann man pfeffrige lyrics-Zitaten um sich schmeißen. Und die alten Weiblein in der Kirche verstehen Bahnhof, aber das ist egal, weil früher auf Latein haben sie auch nichts verstanden. ).
Nach der Messe aber geht es wirklich los. Die Dorfprominenz versammelt sich. Die Blaskappelle, der Bürgermeister und die Gemeinderäte gehen voran, gefolgt von den Uniformierten (Feuerwehr, Musikverein, goldhaubenverein etc). Und dann kommt das Allerheiligste. Sehr froody. Das sind vier Stecken, auf denen ein reich goldbesticktes Seidendächlein thront und von dem funkelnde Gold- und Spiegelchen hängen. Unter diesem Baldachin darf der Pfarrer gehen und uralte Männer tragen die vier Stecken. Und massig Ministranten schwingen Weihrauchkessel.
Und so zieht das versammelte Dorf durch die Stadt, bis hin zu dem Platz, wo es Würstchen und Alkohol gibt.

PS: Soon to come: Ein Eintrag über Marienprozessionen.

August 23, 2010

Der Gesetzgeber ist mein Froind. 😛

Jetzt abba in tyrannos.