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Friday, January 21 2011

Totally Worth It

List of the skills acquired or perfected during the last five years that I put to use here during my intensive German classes:

  • ability to speak English fluently;
  • ability to cook;
  • ability to take decent pictures;
  • ability to sing along with a good number of Belle and Sebastian songs;
  • ability to talk about beers / wines / vodkas like I really cared about anything else besides whether or not I like them;
  • ability to plan a trip;
  • ability to dance;

List of the skills acquired or perfected during the last five years that nobody gives a shit about:

  • ability to give a scientific presentation;
  • ability to do science;
  • ability to use a computer and know what I'm doing with it;
  • ability to write a fucking PhD dissertation.

List of the skills I've had for over ten years and that impress the most people:

  • ability to speak French fluently;
  • ability to pronounce "an en in on un" in French;
  • ability to book train tickets and take the train without it turning into a nightmare;
  • ability to wander around a medium-sized city (called, in that context, "big city") without panicking / losing myself / getting robed / noticing anything unusual about the situation;
  • ability to know where the car is parked and remember where the post office is;
  • being French.

Monday, December 27 2010

Germanland, Here I Come

Reverb10 is now offering "one tool each day to help you plan your year ahead".

So far we've had "How to create your personal manifesto", "Soul biographies: thoughts become things", "MicroMOVEment Support Sheets" and "The Next Step After Vision". This is all self-flattering, time-consuming, utter bullshit, if you want my informed opinion. Well, not so informed, as I couldn't bear reading through any of the entire articles.

For example, I read just enough of the "MicroMOVEment" thingie to learn it is about breaking down big, seemingly unconquerable tasks in more manageable sub-units. OH SUCH AN INCREDIBLE REVOLUTION STOP THE PRESSES.

I didn't even have the courage to click on the "Next Step After Vision" link. I'm pretty sure it's action, though.

I think I've had it with Reverb10.

And in any case I'm running a bit out of time as tomorrow the mom and I are hitting the road to Germany, with my boxes an' stuff in the boot (take that, American English) of the car, on the way to the lovely flat (take that again, American English) I have found last week. So I am a bit busy. With such things as mapping the trip, booking a hotel halfway there and back, purchasing train tickets[1] for when I return there by train next Monday, and packing my crap into the proper suitcases.

So off I am, waving to you frantically with my little tiny hand, and wishing you a very happy 2011 indeed.

Notes

[1] I do not want to take the train. I have taken trains on the 24th, 25th, and 26th of December, all of which were delayed for various weather-related reasons, and I. Do. Not. Want. To. Take. The. Train. Ever. Again.

Friday, March 19 2010

Break It Is

This is, supposedly, "Spring Break".

I do not know what is this "break" you are talking about.

I will attend a wedding, late Sunday morning, then fly to San Francisco with two of my partners in adventure and science. Then I will present a poster, all dressed up in my business suit — if our flight is on time, I should have time to change from my lovely dress.

Conferencing will ensue for the next four days, until the three of us fly back into the night, together with the friend (a partner in tango and late night conversations, if you will) who will join us as a tourist and share my hotel room.

The weather forecast assures me it is going to be warm and sunny. I do not quite dare believing it.

Today I received an email from a former lab mate. "The three of you together in San Francisco?" it more or less said. "What could go wrong with that?" We have a reputation to live up to, and will therefore try to squeeze in restaurants, breweries, coffee shops, and art museums when we're not presenting our work or asking smartass deeply relevant questions about that of others.

It is going to be brilliant.

And you can email me your address at krazykitty [at] amrhaps [dot] net if you reside in either Europe or the US (for I have stamps for both) and wish to receive a postcard from San Francisco. (This, obviously, is only necessary if I do not already have it; if I have already sent a postcard to you in the past, chances are I am not going to stop at one.)

Friday, December 18 2009

Off To France

My plans include walking aimlessly in the streets, seeing friends and family, staying up late, laughing until my abs hurt, not letting Christmas drive me nuts, drinking hot chocolate, giving a research talk, taking pictures of Notre-Dame and the Christmas store windows, getting started on my dissertation.

I'll be back on January 2nd and I should go finish packing.

Saturday, July 25 2009

Street Musicians

(No, this has nothing to do with Jane Austen. Don't be worried like that.)

One of the things I love about Tel Aviv is that when you walk in residential neighborhoods in the evenings, you're pretty sure to hear someone practicing some instrument or other through their open windows. One street nearby has a pretty good pianist, there's a cello player not far and one of my neighbors is a violinist who is very much into Tchaikovsky's concerto at the moment.

And of course there are street musicians. I usually like street musicians, provided they are not trying to wrestle money out of me in a crowded subway car long after I've decided they actually made my trip worse rather than better (hello, Paris!). I usually give them some change, actually. Never knows when I might need to become one myself, after all. But I cannot bring myself to do it here.

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Tuesday, June 9 2009

Bye Bye California!

I don't think I have yet fully realized that I am leaving for the whole summer, which I am going to spend as an intern for one of the research labs of Big International Company in Israel. I am both thrilled by the new experiences that await me and slightly scared to be on my own in a foreign country where I have never set a foot and the language of which I hardly speak at all. I am leaving tomorrow morning, and will spend a week in France on my way there. In the meanwhile, I still have a good deal of packing and last minute work to do so... off I am after no more than one paragraph. Can you believe it?

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I read

Mostly detective stories. Occassionally, weird fantasy, theater, or Chinese literature in Italian (I have fantastic friends), real well-written books.

I listen to

Mof Montreal, Caravan Palace, the Ditty Bops, Dango Reinhardt, the National, Minor Majority, Léo Ferré, Beethoven, Sonny Rollins, Laura Marling, Erlend Øye, Hjaltalin, Sufjan Stevens, Yuri Bashmet. And others.

I am

late, I'm late, I'm late for a very important date, delighted by Oscar Wilde (One should always be a little improbable), a little improbable, still very much of a bloody leftist, heathen atheist, and a woman scientist.

Deep Thought

'To leave is to die a little. But to die is to leave a lot' (translated from French)
[Alphonse Allais]

(Almost) Legal Mentions

(Dammit this one joke only works in French. You're missing out.)
Not recommended for children under 36 months.
Please handle carefully.
Beware of the kitty.
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.*
 
* Strike out if inapplicable