Imagine if the Atlantic were all scrunched and there was just this land bridge and you could cross it easily and frolic on the seaside on either side. Whee!
Don’t you just envy those UK and other EU folks? From London to Greece is like Chicago to Dallas! Well, okay. Yeah. Chicago is not London, and Dallas is not Athens. I’m just talking distance here.
You bet it’s important! (Laughing as I think of the scene toward the end of Wenders’s “Der Amerikanische Freund”: Bruno Ganz singing, “Baby, you can drive my car . . . . “)
“I’ve got a driver, and that’s a start.” I love that.
Years ago, a friend of mine was sitting in a restaurant in Santa Monica, California — or some place in southern California — and he commenced a conversation with a guy he saw driving an old ambulance. My friend asked the guy where he got the ambulance, and the guy said, “Well, I bet you’ve never seen this German film, ‘The American Friend’.”
And my friend said, “Yes, of course. I have. I remember the scene toward the end with the ambulance.”
And the guy said, “Well, I was in the film. Wenders never paid me, but he gave me this old ambulance.”
Hey lads! I’m definitely a few thousand miles nearer to most of you, but to all intents and purposes we’re still the same distance apart, it seems… but thank you for the good cheers, it is lovely. I am looking forward to seeing the New York Wing of the Clusterflock Brethren and Sostren as soon as possible, and hear some of those Clusterflockstock stories…
The Clusterflockstock narrative has been spread over a bunch of places now, so this will be as good a place as any for me to say that it was deeply heartening for me to see the pictures in the Clusterflock flickr account. It was remarkable to see the faces and some interactions, so I can imagine how good it must have felt to actually be there meeting each other in person. I think this kind of interactive space does indeed evoke a curiosity and desire for us to meet, smell and poke at each other and it is wonderful when that is fulfilled. So, here’s to the next one!
Imagine if the Atlantic were all scrunched and there was just this land bridge and you could cross it easily and frolic on the seaside on either side. Whee!
Then the UK wouldn’t be as hip and cool.
But we could have our photos taken astride seaside donkeys!
there is more than only uk, hip and “cool”
but you shure have the better prices for oil, that’s not fair…
I’d still need a boat or a plane to get to Malta, but it’d be a lot cheaper.
Don’t you just envy those UK and other EU folks? From London to Greece is like Chicago to Dallas! Well, okay. Yeah. Chicago is not London, and Dallas is not Athens. I’m just talking distance here.
yes, but i think ms. ryan, she wants to go by car…to make some self portraits on the road.
I do like road trips. It’s true.
it’s only a matter of price, not the distance…
but americans wanna drive in their car, it’s important…
no matter what happens…( ;
if you would see me, driving around on my bicycle, maybe you would not even speak to me.
You bet it’s important! (Laughing as I think of the scene toward the end of Wenders’s “Der Amerikanische Freund”: Bruno Ganz singing, “Baby, you can drive my car . . . . “)
i have seen the film long long time ago…bruno ganz is a lot of times VERY good
baby, you can drive my car, is for me one of the best “lyric” words
“I’ve got a driver, and that’s a start.” I love that.
Years ago, a friend of mine was sitting in a restaurant in Santa Monica, California — or some place in southern California — and he commenced a conversation with a guy he saw driving an old ambulance. My friend asked the guy where he got the ambulance, and the guy said, “Well, I bet you’ve never seen this German film, ‘The American Friend’.”
And my friend said, “Yes, of course. I have. I remember the scene toward the end with the ambulance.”
And the guy said, “Well, I was in the film. Wenders never paid me, but he gave me this old ambulance.”
I crossed it today! I am now on the other side of the Atlantic ocean!
The Atlantic is the best ocean, Sheila. Without it we wouldn’t have 1/2 as many tales of the monstrous beast that is La Mer.
I like the Mid-Atlantic Ridge. (Not to be confused with Tom Ridge, even if you do consider Pennsylvania a mid-Atlantic state.)
maybe the atlantic is like the wall in berlin was..
i should say “i am american”
and i do
Oh, that’s very good, Lars! Some day I will have to post about my childhood terror of the Berlin Wall.
Lucy! You’re here!!
Hey y’all! Lucy’s back!
Lucy has been vetted at Ellis Island and can now make a precarious living like the rest of us Irish in America — taking in one another’s washing.
Nah. Not true. Lucy is here making music in Brooklyn. Yeehaw!
Hey lads! I’m definitely a few thousand miles nearer to most of you, but to all intents and purposes we’re still the same distance apart, it seems… but thank you for the good cheers, it is lovely. I am looking forward to seeing the New York Wing of the Clusterflock Brethren and Sostren as soon as possible, and hear some of those Clusterflockstock stories…
The Clusterflockstock narrative has been spread over a bunch of places now, so this will be as good a place as any for me to say that it was deeply heartening for me to see the pictures in the Clusterflock flickr account. It was remarkable to see the faces and some interactions, so I can imagine how good it must have felt to actually be there meeting each other in person. I think this kind of interactive space does indeed evoke a curiosity and desire for us to meet, smell and poke at each other and it is wonderful when that is fulfilled. So, here’s to the next one!