To whoever searched for 18 and solar eclipses golden ratio: I don’t think the 18-year cycle of eclipses has anything to do with the golden ratio; if you know of (or find) a nexus, please let me know.
Speaking of searches, I get a lot for tennie porn, and don’t even know what that means!
I don’t know what to think. Just got an African money-laundering letter that begins:
Dear Sir,
You may have seen this business before and ignored it. I know I did – many times! However,please take a few moments to read this letter.
The sender bears the curious name Robinson Zulu.
What next? Deposit one hundred thousand dollars to each bank account on the list, then open an account at an African bank and make a copy of this letter . . . .
from C P Issawi, whoever that may be:
You can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs . . . but it is amazing how many eggs you can break without making a decent omelette.
The Strange Tale of Unlucky Luciano (washingtonpost.com). It happened to me, too – partly. Born to American parents in Italy, I had three birth certificates: two Italian (one since lost) and one from the US consulate in Venice. One of the Italian papers says nata, the feminine form of ‘born’. Happily, nobody ever needed to look at that one.
Saturday my One True Ex took me to a gem show in San Mateo. I had good fun. Won’t tell you everything I bought, because I don’t know for sure that none of my family read this. (Somebody is reading, because the blog gets over forty hits a day, yet I only know of about thirty people who have ever visited here; maybe they’re all crawler-bots. But I digress.) I did buy a bunch of pretty rocks that beg to be admired in sunlight, including tumble-polished chunks of rutilated quartz, some fossilized coral, and six tiny opals.
Did you notice how your friend twitched violently and cried out in pain? This teaches us that electricity can be a very powerful force, but we must never use it to hurt others unless we need to learn an important electrical lesson.
(thanks to Chris Cooper)