modern times

The movie theater I'm involved in was asked by the Stadtmuseum to show an open-air movie for the Sachsen-Anhalt Tag. We chose to show Modern Times by and with Charlie Chaplin

and had a great laugh watching the whole movie by ourselves because nobody else showed up :-S

family pics

I completely forgot to post pics of my brother Arne's wedding end of May. A wedding that was notable for its being very different and very beautiful, for the joy my (real) dad's mother, father and sister felt in being invited to this wedding and in seeing my mum's family again for the first time in 20-30 years. And for the fact that my mum and my (real) dad hurt my brother terribly by not showing up due to petty egoistic motives.

and another pic of the four of us, taken in January at my mum's boyfriend's 60th birthday:

which happened to be the first pic of the four of us since my sister's high school graduation in summer 2002:

football II

Meant to go and watch Transamerica as OV while H would be busy watching the final. And then I was so tired because I hadn't slept more than 9 hours over the weekend, and H's delicious lamb dish wasn't ready by the time I would have had to leave, and the movie will still be running wednesday when H is in Holland, and the tv was on anyway

I watched the game 8-S

football

Thank goodness Germany lost the semi-final. I don't know what would have happened if they'd reached the final let alone won the world cup. It was all crazy enough all ready.
I happened to be in Munich during the semi-final game, and while I absolutely refused to WATCH the game (no, I'm not one of those who beforehand claimed that she'd have nothing to do with the world cup and then still watched every game. I haven't seen a single game, and when the quarter-final was on,
I didn't even know it was Germany playing), we sort of couldn't escape the whole game on audio commentary when we finally managed to find a place that had NOT put the tv on the pavement
(Tapas, btw, YUMMIE!, almost as good as in Gomera). So we heard the whole game through the window and with about a minute shift from the window across the road (where some guy climbed and yelled out of the window every time Germany scored a goal).
And of course stayed until the end of the penalty shootout and then walked over to Leopoldstrasse, the main meeting point for fans. The first half hour there was ok, taking pics of all those crazy Germans wearing the German colours in any way possible. Then it got too crowded and the crowd too drunk,
and while I have no problems in Asian crowds (which due to the fact that people there usually aren't drunk in crowds tend not to be aggressive let alone throw empty bottles and pick a fight with everybody who happens to run into them), I started panicking and had to leave. We hardly made it to the subway and were some of the last ones to make it DOWN the stairs before the supervisory staff had to call the police
because they were unable to clear the stairs themselves with all those people trying to get in and out.

Two more days, and hopefully after that, Germany can concentrate on something else again, and it will be possible again to open up a newspaper without the world cup on each and every page and
stroll through town without references to the world cup in every shop window and turn on the tv without some non-vip discussing the world cup on every channel and go to a pub without tvs everywhere blaring the lastest football results and have something else to talk about. It sort of feels weird that it needs a football world cup of all things for newspapers to exult on how Germans can finally identify with their flag again without needing to feel that it is wrong to feel German :-S Ask any foreigner: Germans are Germans and will never be able to hide it as much as they'd like to deny it. I'm certainly no exception :-S