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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.)
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Kurt Vonnegut is dead.
My name is Yon YonsonI come from WisconsinI work as a lumberjack thereThey ask me my name and I say…
Word of the Day.
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
“If I had a brain…I wouldn’t be stupid!”
We’re watching The Muppets’ Wizard of Oz. It’s great. All three of us are giggling in a most undignified way. “Hi! My name is DOROTHY.” “Trust no one. It could be a sign.”“Yeah, there’s another sign. Danger, high voltage.” “…So I could marry the love of my life. Camilla.”“A chicken. Wierdo.” Gonzo (Tin Man) attaches
Death, taxes, and Cadbury cream eggs.
Not being dead, and just having finished the taxes, I need a sugar rush. Cadbury eggs. Are they smaller than they used to be? Let’s find out.
Dance of the Mandlebrot.
Music video of the mandlebrot set, zooming in and out. Zooooom!
Writerly Ramble.
Couple of ideas on how plots work. Just messing around. 1. When you’re telling someone about a story you heard — about someone you know, maybe — it goes like this: You know…? Yeah, the one who… well, something happened one day… no, wait, it gets better/worse… but in the end it was all okay/it
More Music
More songs that have been stuck in my head the last few days. Again, keep in mind that I really don’t figure out what the lyrics are until I look them up. Aren’t the internets wonderful? Wailin’ Jennys “Devil’s Paintbrush Road” and “Beautiful Dawn“ Live and die and goneLive and die and goneThe devil paints
Cute with Chris
Wrong. So wrong. Ray and I giggled our butts off. Ew… (via Lee)