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|Last year in winter, my dear friend M. had a wonderful idea to sign up for a capoeira class. I don’t remember exactly how it happened that I ended up joining her in this bold endeavor. She must have drugged or hypnotized me, as I don’t see any other explanation of why I would decide to undergo these tortures voluntary and being of sound mind. Continue reading|
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|Letztes Jahr im Winter hatte meine Freundin M. eine wunderbare Idee, sich bei einem Capoeira-Kurs anzumelden. Ich weiß gar nicht mehr, wie es passieren konnte, dass ich auch dort gelandet bin. Wahrscheinlich hat sie mir was in den Saft gemischt oder mich hypnotisiert. Nicht wahrscheinlich, sondern ganz sicher sogar, weil andere Erklärung, warum ich mich diesen Qualen Wochen lang unterzogen haben sollte, habe ich nicht. Continue reading|
|I went to see my favorite client today, the one with cows and catapults. They went quiet for some time, probably really impressed by the document our companies agreed on after the tough time of the last two weeks. They call it “Agreement on Issue Handling”. I call it “Customer Behavior Rules”.
|I live in a beautiful country. This country adopted me in times when I desperately needed a new home. It is green, and tidy, and foreigners friendly, especially the ones with white skin, little accent and no beard. Its language, although a bit rough for your ear, has been perfected over the centuries to become THE language of politeness. Continue reading|
|I’m an IT consultant. If you are not an IT consultant yourself and have never even met one, you have probably no idea what I do. So let me tell you how my world works. Let’s say a client comes to you and asks you to build a catapult that he wants to use to catapult cows (well, usually they ask us for things that make a bit more sense, but let’s make it cows and catapults for the sake of example). Continue reading|
|My husband snores. A lot. I’m not sure how many years he has been practicing already, but he is a master of snoring art by now, Snoring M.A with honors. If they gave away belts in snoring as they do in martial arts he would get a “jackhammer belt”, which would be the black belt of snoring.
|I’m having a “grumpy cat day” today. These are the days when I feel grumpy for no obvious reason, and nothing seems to be good enough. The fridge is full, but “there is absolutely nothing to eat”. There are so many things I wanted to do on the weekend, but “there is absolutely nothing to do” right now.
I’m sure you’ve heard that one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. With the food, it’s pretty much the same, at least for me. When I imagine a meal cooked by an Italian grandma in some village where no tourist ever set his foot, I see a big pot of undefined something that she then pours over a plate of pasta or rice with a big soup spoon. It looks nothing like a 5-star restaurant dish, but it will be one of the tastiest things you’ve ever tasted. Continue reading
|Do you also have people in your life who have this wonderful ability to drive you nuts within half of a second? Not like they do it on purpose, but sometimes they would say something or even make a gesture, and you would go all like “Why?! Why on earth would you do that?! Who does that? Are you blind, emotionally challenged or just stupid?” Continue reading|