i just made my first comment on a german psychiatrist’s blog! to celebrate this, i’m translating this joke here, which was one of his blog posts.
back in december, the hospital hired three cannibals as janitors – john, frank and randy. it’s so difficult to get good help! on their first day, the human resource manager shook their hands and said, “welcome to the team! you’ll make good money, and the cafeteria has good food, so please, no need to get too interested in your co-workers.” that was fine with the three.
four months later, they were asked to see the human resource manager again. “you’re all doing very good work, and i’m very satisfied with you. only one small thing: one of our nurses has gone missing. do you know what might have happened there?” the cannibals said no, no idea.
after they left the room, frank hissed at john and randy: “which one of you two blockheads ate the nurse?”
randy slowly raised his hand. frank tore in to him, “for four months now we’ve been eating nothing but hospital managers, and nobody noticed it. and now you idiot have to eat a nurse?!”
hey everyone – if you’ve been wondering why i haven’t done lots of updates lately, it’s because i was getting ready for what is the most significant voyage for me since 33 years ago, when i took my 4-year-old son and emigrated from germany to paraguay. my mother is moving into a seniors’ home and i’m going to germany to help her. such a big change. she is getting older and ready to let go of a lot of things. she will move from a huge apartment in which she has lived for 52 years into a tiny little apartment, fortunately just minutes away from it. hopefully we’ll find a good home for my father’s gazilion pieces of artwork which he left behind. going to germany is always very strange for me – so well known yet so far away, and not just geographically. usually when i come back from germany i’m utterly exhausted emotionally. my hope for this voyage is that i will go there with a servant’s heart and deal with all the physical and emotional work there happily and lightly, that i will have lots of deep and loving connections with my mother and dear friends and family, and that i will not have any panic attacks on the plane. fortunately, capt. tom is helping me with the latter. so – i’ll be away for four weeks. don’t know how much opportunity i will have to blog. let’s see, shall we? i’m sailing into a lot of unknowns …
i’ve decided to participate in the free-form writing frenzy. every day for a week i will write and post a quick 5-minute writing burst following the prompt that is given. (don’t worry, i’ll also write my regular posts 🙂
moss – green and soft and fluffy and in the forest. reminds me of the walk in the forest with r and c in germany, at that amazing source of water. what a wonderful experience that was – magic. magic magic magic. so green. so scrumptuously green. that was an amazing moment and i’d love to do it again. isn’t it funny how we want to repeat things that were special. are they really repeatable? i don’t know. hard to say. what am i saying – no, they’re not repeatable! at best, something slightly similar will happen. i don’t even remember the name of that place. i’m sure if i ask r and c they can tell me right away – it’s one of the places they are so proud of in franken. it’s amazing how much r loves his birth place. and i can see why. that was not the only magic place. all the rolling hills there in that old old old country. tiny villages that had been there since god knows when – 1200, some of them, i guess. tiny streets, cobbled. i remember that restaurant we went to with my aunt, it was so old, the ceiling was really low – because people weren’t that tall 400, 500 years ago! and the food was fabulous, real old fashioned german food.