After dropping off the car to have the little door that covers the gas cap fixed (even jamming the switch to “release” didn’t do any good this time; I think the latch is broken, rather than the spring just bent out of place), I went shoe shopping. I don’t do this very often. 2007 marks […]
Yesterday was a day to mark on my personal calendar: someone asked me what I’d published, listened to the very small list (in which I included stuff that has been paid for but not published), and was actually impressed. I blushed, I stammered, I almost peed my pants. But judge for yourself. Anyway it was
There are so many, many things I like about Kids in the Hall. The last one makes me think of Lee, except he’s always “sell her to the gypsies.”
Some of the most interesting, unusual words describe everyday things. Who would have thought that the fleshy, spongy, white thing inside an orange had a word for itself… and that it would share it with astronomers? Or that it would have the same ancestor as the words for an egg part, a photo book, or
Yesterday, we ate at Solo’s Restaurant in the Springs. It’s an aviation museum, with okay-but-not-memorable food; of course we sat inside the airplane and played with all the buttons in the cockpit.
Cote d’Or Lait Intense, nuance de noir, Belgian Milk Chocolate Confection with a Dark Chocolate Filling Note: This is milk chocolate, which I usually don’t go for. Yummy. I really didn’t notice the dark chocolate, though. Very creamy, smooth, soothing…very much a comfort food. Nothing grainy or oversweet about it. However…not dark chocolate. To me,
Here‘s a video of FLCL stuff set to “It’s the End of the World as We Know It,” which sums it up nicely, I think. And here‘s one set to “Everlong.” Completely different, also as true. It’s a like a fruit, you slice it one way, you get apples, you slice it another way, you
Nothing to make you feel stupid than a mind-bending Antiriddle. I’m trying to figure out the “Time Flies” clue. I tried Rome.php and Istanbul.php, but nothing. Hints welcome. (via Neatorama.)
My name is Yon YonsonI come from WisconsinI work as a lumberjack thereThey ask me my name and I say…
vomitorium (vom-i-TOR-ee-uhm) noun, plural vomitoria A passageway to the rows of seats in a theater. [From Latin vomitorium, from vomere (to discharge).] Vomitoria in ancient amphitheaters helped the audience to reach their seats quickly and then, at the end of the performance, leave at an equal speed (hence the name). Thousands of seats could be
