JetBlack
03-06-2009, 07:25 PM
A relative, in Germany. She looks oddly like my ex-wife and like my brother's sister in law, who is a dead ringer for my ex-. They look like clones.
There are two towns, in germany, named Buschhorn and one modest, 832 meter-mountain, named after my family. No one knows why anymore.
Gerd, my great-great uncle is head of the Max Planck Center for Physics and Astrophysics, in Munich. Ursula is his daughter (actress)
Interestingly, when the Berlin wall fell, Gerd met his counterpart (that holds the same position) at the Berlin University, in East Germany. That dude's last name was also Buschhorn! I was introduced to particle physics, just out of high school and thought it was the coolest, mind bending thing I had ever read about. Intensely boring to everyone else I talk to about it.
If you want to know, I can bore the pants off you.
I came out here to school in 1988. During rush, where you pick the fraternity you want to join, I got a letter from a fraternity saying they had some Buschhorns in their house. I thought it was a crock of crap because I had never known anyone with the last name Buschhorn. Sure enough. Four brothers, from Hazelton Idaho, were members. I joined a different house and soon discovered that I lived across the street from their sister.
My parents encouraged me to take her out and get to know her and her family. I said no. What if we liked each other? How would I introduce her to any friends who happened by? "This is my date Natalie... Buschhorn [shit]." What if we fell in love and got married?!?! What would the wedding invitations say? She's keeping her maiden name? Hyphenating?!?! Flush that.
It goes on....
When my father was in high school, in New Jersey, his guidance counselor encouraged the students to apply to any school, far away, from home. That way, they would always know they could go somewhere far away and exciting. Dad picked Idaho State, at Pocatello.
He had no intentions of leaving home and went to Rutgers instead.
Had he gone to Pocadildo, he would have been there at the same time as
the Hazelton Buschorn's father.
A distant relative has a son with the same name as me. David L. Buschhorn. We were not in touch until I discovered his son, while idly searching the internet, in the 90's for my name.
It's all weird to me.
YouTube - Ursula Buschhorn hält sich fit in Bayerns Heilbädern
There are two towns, in germany, named Buschhorn and one modest, 832 meter-mountain, named after my family. No one knows why anymore.
Gerd, my great-great uncle is head of the Max Planck Center for Physics and Astrophysics, in Munich. Ursula is his daughter (actress)
Interestingly, when the Berlin wall fell, Gerd met his counterpart (that holds the same position) at the Berlin University, in East Germany. That dude's last name was also Buschhorn! I was introduced to particle physics, just out of high school and thought it was the coolest, mind bending thing I had ever read about. Intensely boring to everyone else I talk to about it.
If you want to know, I can bore the pants off you.
I came out here to school in 1988. During rush, where you pick the fraternity you want to join, I got a letter from a fraternity saying they had some Buschhorns in their house. I thought it was a crock of crap because I had never known anyone with the last name Buschhorn. Sure enough. Four brothers, from Hazelton Idaho, were members. I joined a different house and soon discovered that I lived across the street from their sister.
My parents encouraged me to take her out and get to know her and her family. I said no. What if we liked each other? How would I introduce her to any friends who happened by? "This is my date Natalie... Buschhorn [shit]." What if we fell in love and got married?!?! What would the wedding invitations say? She's keeping her maiden name? Hyphenating?!?! Flush that.
It goes on....
When my father was in high school, in New Jersey, his guidance counselor encouraged the students to apply to any school, far away, from home. That way, they would always know they could go somewhere far away and exciting. Dad picked Idaho State, at Pocatello.
He had no intentions of leaving home and went to Rutgers instead.
Had he gone to Pocadildo, he would have been there at the same time as
the Hazelton Buschorn's father.
A distant relative has a son with the same name as me. David L. Buschhorn. We were not in touch until I discovered his son, while idly searching the internet, in the 90's for my name.
It's all weird to me.
YouTube - Ursula Buschhorn hält sich fit in Bayerns Heilbädern