When I fell in love with my husband (we met on a trip across the Australian outback), I began series of long haul flights between Seattle and Vienna or Salzburg. On my first trip I went for two weeks, or maybe it was three, and my trips got longer and longer. After a while, I could no longer say I was just visiting. I had a driver’s license. I had seen a dentist more than once.… continued…
I’m delighted to tell you that my audio piece about ukulele diplomacy is up at World Hum. And the uke you hear in the background? That’s me. Go here to listen.… continued…
It’s not easy to be an American Jewish expat in Austria and if, like me, the gods that determine your fate put you in a small town, an additional layer of complication descends on your life abroad. Understanding Austrian politics is difficult if you happen to share color, religion, or basic values with your neighbors, but if you don’t, Austria becomes even more frustrating and inscrutable. I was reminded of this last night while reading of the death of Austria’s popular – and populist – Joerg Haider, a politician known for his remarks that sounded like Nazi sympathy, his willful stance against minority communities, and his good looks, among other things.… continued…
In spite of the arrival of Mr. Nerd’s Eye View, things are quite pedestrian around the West Coast Corporate Headquarters lately. I have a day job and while a regular paycheck is a delight – I get paid WEEKLY! How crazy is that?!?! – it means that mostly, I’m sitting here at the Nerd’s Eye View command center reordering words. From time to time I ask someone to explain what their words mean, and then, I reorder them again.… continued…
Now and then I go fishing for something that I’ve written and find it out there on the web. I haul it over here to Nerd’s Eye View from it’s old dusty corner on the Internet. This post is from January, 2003, my pre-Blogger days, even, when I was not the nerdalicious WordPress blogging madwoman I am today. A-hem. Anyhow, enjoy.
I really did think that I had topped out when I discovered the Wiener Fachertorte at the Kunsthistoriches Museum in Vienna.… continued…
