OK, also irgendwann dann keine Tweets mehr, keine Skeets sondern... Weeps!
(Im Ernst, wer hat sich diesen rumpeligen Namen ausgedacht -
/ˈdʌbəl.juː ˈsoʊ.ʃəl/ ?!?)
(Und ja, ich habe Ihren schönen Artikel gelesen und verstanden, wofür das "W" steht. Dennoch...)
It appears the picture shows the wrong John Yonge.
So much this:
Today, Ukraine's flag is hanging again from my hometown Bremen's Town Hall.
Слава Україні! We are thinking of you and hope that the incoming German government will support you better.
(The photo below is from an earlier visit.)
Regarding horses and senators, have you seen @Joe_Nye 's tweet from last week?
Ich würde Ihre Frage einer KI stellen - schließlich wird Herr Lindner das auch so machen.
Blimey. Asked about Trump, Merz says he’s in close contact with European leaders about becoming “independent” from US (and confesses “I never thought I’d say that on TV show”). Casts doubt on value of NATO summit in June.
This from a die-hard Atlanticist. Things are moving fast.
Was für ein schönes Foto. Das Bild allein ist ein Kurzurlaub für die Seele heute Abend.
Kein Wahlkampf war so kurz wie dieser, keiner kam mir je so lang vor. Nie kam mir Deutschland so klein vor. Nie hatte ich so viele Sorgen, dass das Angebot nicht den Anforderungen entspricht. Selten wurde über so vieles nicht gesprochen.
Some very kind folks took me out for dinner at the Belga Queen before the pandemic. Liked it a lot. Now, new owners, but it still looks nice: www.tripadvisor.de/Restaurant_R...
Die Brandmauer.
Oder wie wir sie ab morgen auch nennen können: Die Maginot-Linie der Union.
Happy 25th Anniversary to those who remember...
Euch auch!!
Forward part of the motor ship “Quarantäne” at pier in Bremerhaven (Germany). Dusk. Christmas tree on deck. Now a museum ship, Quarantäne used to be the service barge of the port’s health officer for more than forty years.
A heartfelt Merry Christmas to all who tested, masked, or decided to skip a party because they were sick.
Especially to those who were not convinced this was really necessary but who did it regardless because of they love and respect their Covid-concerned friends and family.
I recently looked up the Amtrak timetables from when this song was written. Turns out there was no midnight train to Georgia!
Departure from Los Angeles: 9 pm (Fr, Su, Tu).
Arrival in Atlanta: 6:40 pm (three days later).
So, her idiot boyfriend gave this wonderful woman the wrong departure time!
#Heimweh
(Ich wiederhole mich… ist aber in der Vorweihnachtszeit noch schlimmer.)
Post your favorite movie poster of all time
Star Trek Generations: A big disappointment of a movie, but a great poster!
Note that these numbers are taken from the Gallup World Poll *2018* (the line with the source has somehow been cut from that figure...)
I suspect that the pandemic has since changed these attitudes a bit, with the direction of the change depending on the country.
Hey @jay.bsky.team and @bsky.app: my colleague @nukestrat.bsky.social has somehow been locked out of his account for three months now and his online requests for help to get back on have gone unanswered. Not a good look. Can you please remedy this problem and restore his access asap? Thank you!
Meine Frau hat herzlich gelacht.
"(mit Audio)"
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Somehow it never occurred to me that a major campaign issue for one of the national parties of the United States in 2024 would be general opposition to a triumph of modern medicine that saves something like 4 million lives worldwide every year and dramatically reduces childhood mortality.
Wundervoll!
Plea to my fellow academics: CITE YOUR SOFTWARE. I'm hearing from several young scholars that they've given up on writing R packages and such because nobody cites them. Yet download stats and rep materials clearly show that they are being used. This is plagiarism, and it slows down innovation
You've been kidnapped. The characters of the last tv show you watched are trying to rescue you. Who is coming to save you?
Well... not great, not terrible.
Seh nett und human Ihrerseits.
Ein klassisches Eselsohr wäre schmerzhafter gewesen.
If you see this, post a robot.
Ein Mann steht neben dem Ortseingangsschild "Bielefeld" und schaut zum Himmel hoch. Dort kommt der Weihnachtsmann im Schlitten lang geflogen, er schaut auf das Schild. Beide sagen gleichzeitig: "Gibt's doch gar nicht!"
Zeit für einen Klassiker!
