Apparently I’m forgetting the contributions Coca-Cola made to German unification that made their Summer Soundwave Tour finale at the same site last year an appropriate privilege. Or the many other events held there. Fortunately, it’s up to officials in the city government, not the federal government, to decide such matters. If they want to grant Obama–or McCain, for that matter–such a privilege, then good for them.

I think with spoons, as with many things, my standards have been determined by my childhood, by what my parents had. I say “had” because sadly now even some of the spoons at my parents house don’t quite fit my ideal (I think it’s the handle on those that gets me.) So add spoons to a list that includes Diet Coke, our couches, and much, much more.

The Weather Channel thinks there’s another Berlin, too: the one they report weather for. Last week the weather was supposed to be relatively unpleasant, at least early in the week. Fortunately they were wrong. This week, on the other hand, has turned out much rainier than predicted. Wrong Berlin, I guess.

Christmas Berlin is pretty at night, but too cold. Autumn Berlin is very pleasant, but a ways off, for now (especially since I’ll be home before then.) When the rain lets up, springtime in Berlin is nice. Don’t get me started on summer.

The wort part of the Berlin I live in now is that there’s somebody missing. But that won’t be the case for too long.