tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.comments2011-10-07T15:31:11.168-07:00grex gregisGreghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00404408246406238832noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-72823910727738040852011-10-07T15:31:11.168-07:002011-10-07T15:31:11.168-07:00for anyone in the same position, try taking a prac...for anyone in the same position, try taking a <a href="http://permitexam.com/practice-permit-test" rel="nofollow">practice permit test</a> over and over before the real thing...thats by far the easiest way to study.Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01646043636430754341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-35014608049870902802011-05-07T14:39:07.515-07:002011-05-07T14:39:07.515-07:00"At all costs, avoid “applied” anything which..."At all costs, avoid “applied” anything which, in the eyes of the science world, makes you the janitor."<br /><br />Yale Computer Science would be quite a prestigious department, if only computer science were a real science.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08417647891722458830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-36759050658898095012010-12-30T21:03:41.433-08:002010-12-30T21:03:41.433-08:00When I was in high school, I toured with a group k...When I was in high school, I toured with a group known as “The Youth of America Concert Band and Singers.” We visited seven European countries and committed sundry acts of musico-cultural aggression, such as singing barbershop quartets in Nôtre Dame.<br /><br />On the German leg of our trip, we descended upon the tiny historic town of Dinkelsbühl, which sounds rather like Ribe in its commitment to touristy anachronism. Dinkelsbühl is a walled city, and every evening the Nachtwächter wanders the town with an ornate staff, looking simultaneously like an ad for Beefeater gin and an aging, cross-dressing Little Bo Peep. When not protecting the town from invading sheep, he intones in an enthusiastic if somewhat uncertain baritone old German songs about how it’s time to go to sleep, thus ensuring that no one in earshot has the faintest prayer of doing so. In an odd role reversal, it’s the townspeople who are chronically tired and crabby, rather than the tourists.<br /><br />Surrounded by the deep history and culture of the place, I came away with a single keepsake, which demonstrates my modest knowledge of German together with my even more modest engagement with said history: a little plastic plaque bearing the inscription, “Alles hat ein Ende; nur die Wurst hat zwei.”<br /><br />“Everything has an end; only sausages have two.”Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-77501636235908406432010-12-29T19:04:08.287-08:002010-12-29T19:04:08.287-08:00We are absolutely travelling again, Droid-smoosher...We are absolutely travelling again, Droid-smoosher. I will kidnap you in the dead of night from your apartment. For dramatic effect.<br /><br />Bravo on another hilarious installment!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06554333732229710585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-72704091926524610022010-12-29T17:48:32.258-08:002010-12-29T17:48:32.258-08:00Schmaltzy PS: This may have been our last group tr...Schmaltzy PS: This may have been our last group trip as Mari and Bob are getting married, as has Alpana, though presumably to neither Mari nor Bob. Whatever the future holds (for Denmark, it’s the Swedish), I’m grateful for what and where the past has brought us. And as for smooshing Mari’s Droid, I regret nothing.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00404408246406238832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-41378273912216036652010-12-29T09:47:10.278-08:002010-12-29T09:47:10.278-08:00Where is the second installment?? And why, oh why,...Where is the second installment?? And why, oh why, did it take me so long to read this :)Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06554333732229710585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-60148632143135993632010-11-12T06:57:14.755-08:002010-11-12T06:57:14.755-08:00@Lara, thanks! I hope one day that I may share yo...@Lara, thanks! I hope one day that I may share your confidence :-)<br /><br />@Iris, thanks too! As part of my normal, non-marathon routine, I run 4-5 miles a day at the gym, 5 days a week. I don't normally run further than 5 miles, though, so I did the three long(er) runs specifically to prepare for the marathon.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00404408246406238832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-30490348116009510942010-11-11T12:57:08.784-08:002010-11-11T12:57:08.784-08:00Greg, well done on the marathon - and thanks for a...Greg, well done on the marathon - and thanks for a great read! For those of us seeing how far one can test the body -- did you not work out or exert any physical activity at all in the 2-3 months leading up to the marathon? Or did you do some regular workout stuff (gym visits, shorter runs here and there, etc.) in addition to the three marathon-specific training runs you mentioned?<br /><br />Congratulations again!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02880991054674677605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861715616172721252.post-8640440098527104562010-11-11T12:53:25.291-08:002010-11-11T12:53:25.291-08:00I am thrilled that you prevailed against the cross...I am thrilled that you prevailed against the cross-dressing Minnie Mouse, for a BQ time after that would be down-right humiliating. Thank you so much for making me laugh out loud during this entire report. I am positive that your legs will love you again, and that one day, you and Minnie Mouse might walk hand in hand across another finish line.Lara Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01227145317891636668noreply@blogger.com