THE BEGINNING
This crazy project finally got it’s act together this afternoon.
Last night, quite late, I wound up in ‘Harris Jazz Bar’ in Old Krakow main square.
By the time I arrived, only one bar-stool remained unoccupied. Squeezing in, I sat down and looked around to see if Dr. Reimes was there.
He was not, probably gone back to Berlin. Yesterday, he had introduced himself to me, and an interesting conversation ensued where we jumped from Baroque music to Jazz to Greek history to Hitler by way of atomic physics and particle accelerators, the design of which he was involved in for the German government. Not the sort of guy one expects to meet in a Jazz cellar. But strange things have been happening to me ever since I arrived in Poland.
(The ticket I booked for the train from Gdansk was only to Warsaw. but somehow I misread the signs, and before I knew it, I was on a non-stop ride to Krakow). and now I found myself next to a fresh-faced local. We got talking. His name was Bogdan. He wanted to know why I was in Poland, where I was going and all the ins-and-outs.
I gave him snippets over the sound of the band, such as “I’m on my way to visit friends in Africa, by way of Sweden” and a bit about the book and stuff. At each turn his grin became wider. “That’s so cool man” he said, several times, which made me grin, and then “at your age man - that’s quite something” which wiped the grin right off.
He got up and said “I have a friend who can help you”, disappeared for a time, then returned with Michal, a good looking guy with a serious face and firm hand. I had a good feeling about him. Something in the direct ‘go-on-I-understand-you’ look in his eyes that made me agree to meet him - same place - at 3pm. today.
It has taken 2 hours to explain what I have in mind. At each step he says “I can do that”, or “this is no problem, but would it be better if……………”
So now I have a quietly enthusiastic Web-page designer.
February 20th, 2008 at 10:46 pm
Still through the dusk of dead, blank-legendedAnd unremunerative years we searchTo get where life begins, and still we groanBecause we do not find the living sparkWhere no spark ever was; and thus we die,Still searching, like poor old astronomersWho totter off to bed and go to sleep,To dream of untriangulated stars.
It’s wonderful to be here in the great state of Chicago — Dan Quayle
There is no reason anyone would want a computer in their home. Ken Olson, president, chairman and founder of Digital Equipment Corp., 1977
We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other’s children — Jimmy Carter
February 21st, 2008 at 7:01 am
The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think — Horace Walpole (1717-1797)
So I was in my car, and I was driving along, and my boss rang up and he said ‘You’ve been promoted’ And I swerved And then he rang up a second time and said ‘You’ve been promoted again’ And I swerved again He rang up a third time and said ‘You’re managing director’ And I went into a tree And a policeman came up and said ‘What happened to you?’ And I Said ‘I careered off the road’ — Tommy Cooper
Behind every successful man is a woman, behind her is his wife — Groucho Marx
The pen is mightier than the sword, and considerably easier to write with — Marty Feldman