February 2009
26 posts
My Son's Diary of Things His Poop Resembles
Feb 23: Cloud
Feb 24: Trumpet
Feb 25: Grey snowman
Feb 26: Mountain (made of grey snow)
It was a very thick book—particularly the hard copies—and it was very difficult...
– Ishtiaq Ahmed, 20 years after a demonstration against The Satanic Verses. (via)
In a moment of clarity, I realize that emptying the lint trap is in essence...
– Neven Mrgan
No Kops!
“In another case, Shuy helped solve a kidnapping and extortion case by using [the Dictionary of American Regional English]. A child was abducted from her home, and a scrawled ransom note was left behind demanding $10,000. The letter read, in part: ‘Put (the money) in the green trash kan on the devil strip at the corner of 18th and Carlson. Don’t bring anybody along. No kops!’
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Dirty
This is kind of weird. I didn’t really see a “theme” in my shopping list until I took it out of my pocket at the supermarket and read it:
Dish soap
Laundry soap
Hand soap
Bath soap
Windex
New Testament
Hydrochloric acid
Holy water
Blowtorch
Poet Michael Robbins reads "Alien Vs. Predator" on... →
Cortez the Killer
“Gambling even had a role in the Spanish conquest of the Aztecs. When Hernán Cortés arrived in 1519, Montezuma believed him to be the returning god Quetzalcoatl. Montezuma brought Cortés to a ball game, and Cortés found the game interesting enough that he later sent a team to his emporer in Spain. Cortés soon imprisoned Montezuma and, to keep him occupied during his five-month captivity,...
Why else would Alison Krauss have twenty-six awards, more than any other female...
– Sasha Frere-Jones’ Grammy Formula
Moltz @ TED →
John Moltz attended the esteemed TED conference again this year. Unlike the rest of those tightlipped fuddy-duddies, Moltz graciously offers the Rest of Us a peek behind the malaria-resistant microfiber curtain:
2/4/09: “Chinua and Speed almost coming to blows over the designated hitter rule. Gladwell’s no help. ‘70% of DH’s eat at Arby’s blah blah.’”
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At least for me,
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John Updike : "Dream Objects" →
Strangest is their reality, their three-dimensional workmanship: veined pebbles that have an underside, maps one could have studied for minutes longer, books we seem to read page after page. If these are symbols cheaply coined to buy the mind a momentary pardon, whence this extravagance? Fine as dandelion polls, they surface and explode in the wind of the speed of our dreaming, so that we awake...