Timberwolves

The 104th Army Infantry Division, the Timberwolves, were AFAIK the first allied troops to reach my home town in 1945.
Which makes it very likely that it was one soldier of this division who had my Grandmother jump on his feet.
She had the habit, even at 18, to slide down the bannister instead of walking down the stair. And one time, when she reached the landing, she landed on the feet of an American soldier. That was the first war story she ever told me.
(I have tried sliding down the bannister. You gather a lot of speed, and it is rather hard to stop before you get off at the end of the railing.)
Why do I write that down? No idea, really. Why not? Actually, this is on my mind because the Timberwolves were in the newspaper a lot these days. A group of veterans visited Halle. I culdn't look at the pictures and think, "Hey, one of these guys might remember a young German woman stepping on his toes."
Halle (which is the town were I was born, not the town I live in now and where my Grandmother used to live) was very lucky at the end of WW2. There was a group of citizens who convinced the inhabitants to surrender, and convinved the Americans that there was no need to bomb the place. So there wasn't much damage done. (And even before, during the war, the things that were destroyed were the station and the bridges across the Saale river. Very little damage in town.
Anyway, I think our area was very lucky to have the Americans come first. The worst thing they did was leaving and handing over to the Russians.

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There is something seriously wrong with American politics.
You might say we knew that before, but please go and read amokk's entry about the Republican candidate for the U.S. House of Representatives for his area here.
I'm still waiting for somebody to jump out and yell "April's Fool".

Ignore me, I'm being weird

WHY should he, dammit??
It is absolutely not in character, and even out of character it doesn't make much sense.
Which would mean that the whole thing turns out completely different than planned. Damn the fact that characters have influence on stories. YOu can't get them to do whatever you want.

Yes, I'm writing again. I had a story for a HG/SS in my mind, but Snape refuses to cooperate. (And I am nowhere near a lemon, he refused from the start.)
It might still turn out a good Hermione story. We'll see.

And I found some CDs my brother-in-law put together for me. I have had them for quite a while now and haven't listened to them. Bad manners. And I missed out on some good music. Stupid me.

Check this out

I get the feeling that I lately post a lot of links to other people's journals. Which only makes sense if I have people on my flist you don't read. Ohterwise, just keep ignoring me. Won't stop me from talking, but anyway...
Here's another link: wolflady26 linked an entry by andrewducker about slash fics. (Slash being defined in those entries as 'Fiction written by fans of a work in which characters who are not canonically gay are written with the assumption that they are')
Andrew Ducker's entry is here, Sandra's is here.
Very interesting, and funny. What more could you want?

And on a random note: The time machine by Simon Wells is a great movie.