Doitcha shpraka
I hate translating complicated inversions from German into English. German academics love them, probably because it proves that they can juggle an idea in the air for minutes on end. Ok, guys, yes, you are geniuses. Can we go home now? You see, then a poor translator gets it, and those academics need the translators […]
Our little celebration
go, baby, go Eamonn, Udo, Anita and the gang. Not a good photo op, just for me.
Jill Tarter: A young science in an old universe
Writing something on astronomy for Spotlight (dort Englischlernen). Ever since, as a child, I sat gazing at the August night sky on Drummond Island with those “10 to the 22” (=10 hoch 22) stars above me, I’ve always loved them. Isn’t it marvellous to think that what you see up there is history, fossilized astronomy, […]
Spring cleaning
The birds are twittering away, and my running shoes are wet. Spring is coming. We went to the beergarden in Menterschwaige today and sat in a big puddle – or was it a small lake? – for our first outdoor beer of the season. Bliss! Through the windows we saw a woman busily washing the […]
