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Euro Like Me: February 2011
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Monday, February 14, 2011. Classical for Dudes, part Zwei. Here is the second part of my latest outrage. I got hate mail from a conductor in Munich. Mein Gott! It’s amazing that in the time it took me to write one sentence, the orchestra could go from way-quiet to full-on wailing. It was also amazing how much better people smelled there than they do at a Machine Head concert. Thursday, February 10, 2011. Some people say that Americans hav...
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Euro Like Me: Okay I’ve Become That Parent
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Tuesday, June 28, 2011. Okay I’ve Become That. Last Thursday, before Anette came home from the hospital, Adinah and V. got into another World War 4. After I waded in and disarmed the insurgents, we sat at the breakfast table and I brokered a treaty. I asked the two of ‘em, “What rules can we have in this house to make things better? 1) We can be more quiet when Mom is asleep. 2) We can ask Mom what she wants (to do, to eat, etc.). Okay, w...
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Euro Like Me: Baby, It’s You
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Thursday, August 4, 2011. Baby, It’s You. I'm posting the first half of my latest assemblage of potshots and half-baked notions for the Sueddeutsche Zeitung. As a subject, especially for US readers who have had to suffer through many, many playbacks of Katy Perry's "Firework," it may seem late. But they say that the best place to watch a parade is from the front and. From the rear.). August 4, 2011 at 12:48 PM. Also: eheu, fugaces! I Need...
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Euro Like Me: August 2011
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Wednesday, August 10, 2011. Baby It's You (part 2). The second part of my latest piece for the Sueddeutsche Zeitung). Speaking of money, might it be that all of these pop odes to empowerment have something to do with the fact that the US economy is in the toilet, and Americans are feeling, well, a little weak? Yes Yes, it is. But do take a look at Pink’s video for her second (! This year, the insightful US journalist and computer programm...
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Euro Like Me: September 2010
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Tuesday, September 7, 2010. So long, so long. It’s official: we’re losing Rosa, our beloved first babysitter. Okay, maybe she wasn’t the first-first. A few other folks have guest-starred as babysitters for our girls. But Rosa is the best. The heroine of that underappreciated Cassavettes film: she really likes kids, especially ours. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm new in this town. View my complete profile. So long, so long.
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Euro Like Me: Baby It's You (part 2)
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Wednesday, August 10, 2011. Baby It's You (part 2). The second part of my latest piece for the Sueddeutsche Zeitung). Speaking of money, might it be that all of these pop odes to empowerment have something to do with the fact that the US economy is in the toilet, and Americans are feeling, well, a little weak? Yes Yes, it is. But do take a look at Pink’s video for her second (! This year, the insightful US journalist and computer programm...
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Euro Like Me: No Guilt Allmans
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Wednesday, June 8, 2011. This is a guest cross-post I wrote for Vampire Blues. A blog which my friend Steve also sometimes writes for. Thank you very much.). I was a teenage stoner metalhead, and I was a Texas country punk devotee. I’d even listened to a Willie Nelson record or two, but I was never an Allman Brothers fan. No. Hippies with muttonchops “jamming” with the blues was a bridge too far. First I listened to Eat a Peach. Except fo...
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Euro Like Me: Another Exotic Saturday
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Monday, June 20, 2011. I dropped by Prosi, Vienna's best international grocery, to buy some taco shells and refried beans on Saturday. The street outside had been blocked off and a stage set up for the Prosi Strassenfest Exotic Festival. I scanned the stands selling food from Zambia and Ecuador, coffee and tea from Ethiopia, and cookies from, um, Poland. I had formed my plan for the day. Then it was henna tattoo time. At that stand, t...
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Euro Like Me: December 2011
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Friday, December 16, 2011. When I was seven or eight years old, me and all my friends wanted G.I. Joes for Christmas. Joe was a toy soldier doll—the one I wanted was black with black fuzz on his head that was supposed to be hair. And on Christmas morning, when we opened our presents, there he was—my new G.I. Joe. I haven’t spoken to Keith in years, but I’ve heard that when he grew up, he joined the navy. Labels: G.I Joe.
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Euro Like Me: a christmas story
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An American-Austrian-Ethiopian-Nigerian-Romanian family in Vienna. Friday, December 16, 2011. When I was seven or eight years old, me and all my friends wanted G.I. Joes for Christmas. Joe was a toy soldier doll—the one I wanted was black with black fuzz on his head that was supposed to be hair. And on Christmas morning, when we opened our presents, there he was—my new G.I. Joe. I haven’t spoken to Keith in years, but I’ve heard that when he grew up, he joined the navy. Labels: G.I Joe.
