1) Really nondescript, you know? Kind of gray, a few clouds out. I'd have to head upstairs to tell you more, I don't get too great of a view through the window in Germany's basement. It's fucking tiny. 2) You tell me, man. You tell me. I think I broke his nose a few times too many... 3) I hate deserted islands. Okay, fine. Book: Vom Kriege, because it's a fucking classic and everyone keeps misreading Clausewitz's arguments, which is really frustrating, let me tell you. Music: I dunno, my brother's got me listening to a lot of Rammstein lately. Movie: Give me Apocalypse Now and I'm a happy man, or close enough to it. Or any flick that shows Russia's Red ass getting kicked. 4) Italy's, 'cause he does it for you. (Hardest: Hungary, because she breaks your knuckles with her frying pan when you try.) 5) Well, there were the years when Russia basically moved in and said I was under his sphere of influence now and doesn't Kaliningrad sound so much nicer than Koenigsberg, and that sucked. Unqualified, unequivocal suck. Then the wall came down, and my brother and I got to live in the same house again. -- okay, so it's mostly me living in his basement. It's kind of crowded down here, too, Bavaria's trying to read over my shoulder while I type and I think Saxony's playing darts.
random, unimportant side-comment here, but just finished re-reading Vom Kriege and it is an absolutely phenomenal work and so the history geek in me is grinning like a fool at the mention of it.
2) You tell me, man. You tell me. I think I broke his nose a few times too many...
3) I hate deserted islands. Okay, fine. Book: Vom Kriege, because it's a fucking classic and everyone keeps misreading Clausewitz's arguments, which is really frustrating, let me tell you. Music: I dunno, my brother's got me listening to a lot of Rammstein lately. Movie: Give me Apocalypse Now and I'm a happy man, or close enough to it. Or any flick that shows Russia's Red ass getting kicked.
4) Italy's, 'cause he does it for you. (Hardest: Hungary, because she breaks your knuckles with her frying pan when you try.)
5) Well, there were the years when Russia basically moved in and said I was under his sphere of influence now and doesn't Kaliningrad sound so much nicer than Koenigsberg, and that sucked. Unqualified, unequivocal suck. Then the wall came down, and my brother and I got to live in the same house again.
-- okay, so it's mostly me living in his basement. It's kind of crowded down here, too, Bavaria's trying to read over my shoulder while I type and I think Saxony's playing darts.
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