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.
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)
Any technology indistinguishable from magic is insufficiently advanced. Essay by Vanessa Layne.
“CanonicalTomes is a volunteer-created, volunteer-administered, and user-contributed database of books or other works which define their respective domains. The hope is that in time, someone approaching a field for the first time, or someone from within the field looking for the best reference will find herein the consensus of their peers.”
It’s rather young yet, so go make your mark on it!
Some public-spirited person has posted [and soon thereafter removed] all of Playboy’s centerfolds from Norma Jean to Miss October 2002. (I can’t resist a complete series of anything at all interesting.) It’s not without interest to compare the earlier and the later. The pseudo-candid style was established very early on; often a narrative is suggested, though sometimes a puzzling one:
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