PIG HEARTS AND A CAREER CHANGE IN THE WIND

So today we will start with what happened to me last night, go back into the past and in Tarantino-like-fashion will miraculously end up back to today, without a clear idea why and probably with a lot less violence then in the films. I would also like to note that it would be nice to see some comments from you out there, so at least I know that some of you are pretending to read what I write.

So my good friend Zhu here in Cottbus finished his master thesis, and I had a go at correcting the grammar and sentence structure, which probably wasn't the best decision for him since my grammar has been known to be on certain occasions, well, how do you put it, "creative" at best. In any case, I managed to make it through the whole thing and in reward for my help, I received a mega cool kick ass Chinese dinner. It was an interesting affair, to say the least, and the best part of the whole meal was that half of the things he did not know the English for. There was something, however, that he did know the English for: Pig Hearts. Yes, loyal reader, I had pig hearts, and they were pigheartarrific. He said that in special dinners it is traditional to always have one dish that is strange, unusual, exotic or potentially deadly, to impress, mesmerize, poison or mystify the guests/victims. But this was most excellent, as was everything else.

On Tuesday night, I was co-moderator for the welcome and information party for new international students (I'll let you use your own imagination on how one partys with information) here at the BTU. It was a good time actually, and I got to make some really bad jokes and even more importantly, embarrass people, which, next to eating, might be my favorite thing to do. In any case, a lot of people were happy with my performance and have said that I could do well in acting, stage performance or even as a professional informational party representation dude (PIPRD for short). So, I guess if this whole heritage thing doesn't work out, then I always have an even more uncertain chance at employment in another precarious field.

Back to heritage though, I saw two masters defences recently (one as recently as a couple of hours ago), one from Barbara and another from Mariam, both from my semester. It was really interesting to see both and to understand what they have done, and get ideas for my own work (which I am in the process of barely almost ready to start thinking about to consider the steps needed to be taken to actually maybe get that under way). In any case, they both did a great job, and made, at least me, feel a bit nostalgic. Good to see people accomplish something, but a bit sad to witness people that I worked alongside with for nearly two years to be done and soon to be gone. So, with that in mind, I think might have actually found some motivation to be under way...get this thing done before I am the last one I know in Cottbus and have no one left any more to cook for me free heritage rich meals.