Tuesday, April 28, 2009

You know you're in Germany when...

...you have sausage with every meal.

No kiddin'. Every damn meal. We didn't even plan it that way; it just happened. Admittedly there were only 4 meals, but we were still batting 1000.

I accidentally tried to eat the staple on one end of a sausage. I didn't notice it at first, but I certainly noticed it when biting down. (Fortunately not too hard - I wouldn't know how to deal with a dental emergency in my country, much less another one.) But that's how you know it's genuine sausage - the casing is still stapled shut when it's put on your plate. Yum.

I'm aiming for some schnitzel this coming weekend, but if it's more cheese & sausage I won't complain. There's apparently something called "musical cheese", which is specifically designed to make you gassy. And I still need to get hold of some Apfelwein.

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Monday, April 27, 2009

Three Kinds of Languages

I group spoken languages into three basic categories:

1. Languages I feel like I can get my head around, either because they're fairly simple or I'm used to them. Most of the Romance languages fall into this category.

2. Languages that sound like something out of Star Wars. I first had this revelation when listening to spoken Vietnamese, but I now include most Asian languages in this category. Any time the same word can drastically change meaning based on the inflection, I'm going to call that language a Star Wars language. No way I can understand them, because they sound made up.

3. Languages that sound like I should be able to understand them, but for some reason (hyper-agglutination, bizarre syntax, right-to-left writing style which I swear influences the speech patterns) pose enough of an obstacle that I can't quite get it. German, Dutch, Afrikaans, Turkish, and the Semitic languages are included in this category.

I thought about adding a fourth category, "Scary", just for Russian. I suspect it would fit rather well into either category #2 or #3 above, but I'm not sure which.

I'm glad that so many Germans speak English, because not only do I not understand German, but since it falls under category #3, I'm kicking myself because I think I should be able to do something about it.

Knowing next to nothing about the language, Mrs. Bart and I were able to get around fairly well this weekend, with only a couple of screwups. Again, thanks to their extensive use of English.

Most of the time when I'm overseas, I'm used to people sizing me up and starting out the conversation in English. In Germany, I was surprised that most people started off with German, and only switched to English when we asked if they shprechen-ed it. Either (a) I look German, (b) they figure I'm foreign but want to practice my German as much as possible, (c) they're all nihilists and don't give a crap, or (d) they hate foreigners. And Jews. I'm going for (d).

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Thursday, April 02, 2009

Bad, good, and better news

Bad news: 3 hours of 'ER' tonight.

Good news: No more 'ER' after tonight.

Better news: No more "this is the epic last season of 'ER', check it out, we're bringing back the shattered mortal remains of previous 'ER' cast members, except George Clooney" commercials.

Best news: New Amy Poehler TV show starting next week. Co-starring my personal favorite, Rashida Jones.