...which is odd, since i didn't have much to drink last night. maybe about three pints worth.
my friend mike came in from heidelberg, with his lady. we went out to a pub to catch up and have a few. and we caught the end of the
PSV-OLY football match. PSV lost.
i met mike soon after i got to the university of maryland to start my phd. our lab (and a few others there) has a program where every six months we get a new exchange student from the
Fachhochschule Mannheim. mike got there just about when i got there. so we bonded. us lab-regulars have a habit of calling each respective first-semester german, 'my german', because you tend to get to be pretty good friends with the german student who's there in your first semester. probably has to do with having free time then, compared to the rest of your years.
so that's the way it went with us. and i even went to visit him back in august of 2003 for a few weeks. we had a fantastic time, driving his mom's A-class mercedes all over bavaria. which you can see
here and
here.