Hergest Ridge

Frische Luft – Reise, Reise

Arthur Brash | November 21, 2009 | 21:30

GESTERN

Kill all my demons and my angels might die too… But what if someone kills all your angels, and the demons are still there?

Ich fühle mich als ob ich aus ne kleine Schachtel entkommen bin. Ich weiss net wie und wann ich da eingesperrt war. Meine Lungen haben jetzt frische Luft eingenommen, und dehnen sich aus – werde wieder in die Schachtel die ich entkommen bin nicht rein passen, so lang ich mein Atmen für ne weile einhalte und ein bissel stärker werde.

Nach den ersten Plan, Heute sollte meine letzte Nacht dieses Jahr zu Hause sein. Morgen früh ich fliege nach Montreal, aber statt danach nach Frankreich fliegen, ich komme wieder Heim für ein paar Monate. Frankreich, Deutschland, Polen… Diese kommen nächstes Jahr.

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Party like it’s 1999

Arthur Brash | November 18, 2009 | 20:54

“Well, do you just want to dig your heels in for the evening?” I asked.
“And do what?” came the reply.
“What ever it is you do when you dig your heels in.”
“Party like it’s 1999?”
“That was a shitty year.”
“Why?”
“I dunno. I just said it – I can’t remember 1999.”

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Who made up all the rules?

Arthur Brash | | 13:53

The last few days in overview.
Should I do this chronologically? That’d be boring.

A concert – the Trans Siberian Orchestra. Wow. See it if you get the chance. It’s hard to like the whole thing from start to end, even for someone with musical tastes as diverse as mine. But there is something for everyone there, and the light show alone makes this one worth attending. So yeah, bring your deaf friends along.

The job hunt. This week I started applying for English teacher jobs in Germany. God, I can’t remember the last time I applied for a job. Then, I found a free online service sponsored by the EU for creating EU compliant resumes. Is it just me, or is that super pretentious?

A pen friend. Ehh, we’ll see – but I did my part.
It’s been a long, long time since I’ve sent a proper letter. My handwriting is rusty to say the least.

Month end billing. Hmm, well I guess I’ll have to pay few more months rent here, so I should do some invoicing now. I can’t remember why or how, but I decided writing this entry was more important.

Played with some hedgehogs yesterday. Where would we be without the little things in life? No, no, I don’t mean where would we be without hedgehogs in life – I mean the little things, the experiences that fill in the nooks and crannies of passing time.

A return to something started a long time ago – I’m working on finishing the new website for my web design services. I hope to post a final draft soon. Maybe even before I leave town…

The trip. Okay, so it’s in part a working excursion but that just means that the fun part outside of work is paid for. Montreal, see you in three days!

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Time to think a spell

Arthur Brash | November 14, 2009 | 18:37

Looking at the shelves at the polish store can have a negative effect on my psyche – religious books, conservative magazines and papers, Christian tokens in many forms lie about in all corners.

I can’t help but wonder how I’ll fit in when I come face to face with it in Poland – the country where I was born, the country that had trouble becoming part of the EU due to its seemingly non-existent separation of church and state. If freedom is the space between church and state, Poland will feel very confined.

How does one look in the face of the people from which a recent Pope was chosen, and who see Mother Theresa as a wonderful human being? (In fairness, much of the civilised world still sees Mother Theresa as some sort of saint.) Atheists – yet alone anti-theists – appear to be as rare in Poland as human decency and scientific inquiry is in organised religions.

I don’t mind being a heathen in the eyes of the religious, I find it a kind of compliment on the same level that being a “good christian boy” is an insult. It’s the sheer number of the ignorant that concerns me. There is after all power in numbers.

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Inglourious Basterds

Arthur Brash | November 12, 2009 | 12:15

The first chapter of the movie – for the movie is divided into chapters – is a simple dialogue. It spans what is probably well over a quarter hour. Mind numbing? Au contraire.

The film is as perfect as they get, enjoyable on more levels than most films can ever dream to possess, yet alone deliver on.

Anything else I say is likely to sound like some pompous ass attempt at coming across educated, smart, or cultured. I’ve never been good at reviews, and am content with that fact – it’s why I try and avoid writing about movies. As such, this is not a review but instead a recommendation to see Inglourious Basterds.