Posts Tagged ‘old times’

Rosetta Stone

There it is. When I was a kid, I learned that Jean-François Champollion was the name of the French scholar who had decoded the stone. From that point on, I imagined myself as a young Champollion, someday traveling to the sands of a far-away place and digging up some language fragment that I would then [...]

My thanks to The 1010 Project

Disclaimer: This post is selfish. It’s about the work I did with The 1010 Project from June 2008 to July 2009. More than that, it’s about the people that made that work beautiful. If you don’t want to hear about them, head to the next post. They are an inspiring bunch. This is something that [...]

Ephesus

Ephesus – Originally uploaded by timbrauhn For as long as I can remember, I’ve been inspired by old things. It seemed like, as a little kid, I was always imagining myself as some knight of the realm or old pioneer, striding across the valleys of the world to pitch a tent in some far off [...]

I’ve made the switch

Well, I knew it would happen. For a long time, I was an Opera user. I liked using my mouse gestures, my Speed Dial, and my beautiful tab management. Then, for about 20 minutes, I flirted with IE 8. Then it was on to Chrome, which I still love. Believe me, it is a wondrous [...]

Espanol y Turkce

So my degree program here at the Korbel School involves proficiency in a foreign language. When I came out here, I just figured that it would be Turkish, since that’s what I had spent the most time working on when I was at Aurora University. OK, now that was about 14 months ago and I [...]

Quarter of a Tenth of a Millennium

So 25 years ago at 8:42 AM, just like it is now, I entered this world. Don’t remember much about it, to tell the truth. I think I’m having a lot more fun now than I was back then. Of course, in 1983 I didn’t even know what “crushing student loan debt” might be. But [...]

Nous, Naan, Nights

gliding past the bakery where, pan-adventurous, we’d take sugared bites of Francophone treasures after late nights sleeping soundly

Small Town America, Big Town America

I grew up in a small town. The owners of a local restaurant (the only one in town) were Kosovars from Kosovo. This was all I ever really knew about them. When they moved away, the restaurant was taken over by…another Kosovar family. It seemed to be a trend. The food still tasted the same. [...]

Emelius Browne’s College of Witchcraft pt. 2

Seriously, the accordion work in that song is great. Call it a squeezebox, call it a concertina or a flutina, but the thing has got a real sound to it, doesn’t it? YEAH! ACCORDION!

Emelius Browne’s College of Witchcraft

I was meandering my way through London a few years ago and had the great fortune of visiting a place that had up until then only existed in my head and on VHS. Bedknobs and Broomsticks, the 1971 Disney musical based on Mary Norton’s book, had been an oft-viewed part of my childhood. It had [...]