Seeing what this lovely background music goes with.

the metric system isnt smarter than the imperial one; its just overpleased with its own tidiness. it is, of course, the old imperial arrangement which is the better of the two systems

i confess, i find it inexplicably gratifying when a bunch of people quietly bookmark a post of mine. Its rather like receiving a 'like' of a more contemplative, weightier sort, as if the thing were deemed worth returning to in a calmer hour

Whenever people close to me die, it strikes on as intuitively certain that they've buggered off for good: gone for ever, shan't see 'em ever again, their entire existence snuffed out like a candle in a gust of wind. But, at other times, with an equal thwack of intuitive

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the metric system isnt smarter than the imperial one; its just overpleased with its own tidiness. it is, of course, the old imperial arrangement which is the better of the two systems

Its a trick of the eye. The clothes, being NEW, alter the image because you're not used to seeing yourself in those particular clothes. So it's like seeing yourself for the first time. One then imagines that its the garment that makes one look so good. No, one just looks good.

The footage is from my latest "IRL" visit with Bronze Age Pervert. He talks about Ixaberts, Dagoberts, Childeberts, and other legendary personages. A remarkable figure, I must say—and athletic beyond what one expects of anyone not professionally devoted to such pursuits.

Seeing what this lovely background music goes with.

Whenever people close to me die, it strikes on as intuitively certain that they've buggered off for good: gone for ever, shan't see 'em ever again, their entire existence snuffed out like a candle in a gust of wind. But, at other times, with an equal thwack of intuitive

All sound nutritionalist paths, however circuitous, inevitably converge upon the curious figure of Aajonus Vonderplanitz.

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"Ixabert, what's your opinion on black people?"

I wrote all that merely because I wanted to say "yarble-yanking", JWT's query providing the perfect pretext for finally deplying the phrase which had been rattling about in my head for a few days.

As with most things, the British version is a vastly more civilised & efficient arrangement than any American or foreign system.

One of the many advantages of the British long-scale system lies in its legibility : one sees at a glance, without any of that dreary business of tallying zeroes, whether one's dealing with a trillion, a billion, a thousand million, or a million million million, etc.

Why is everything "Viking" these days wedded to such tasteless vulgarity? I dont think I've seen garments so glaringly preposterous in a long time.

People these seem to have forgotten their numbers. A "trillion" is a million million millions:   1,000,000,000,000,000,000 A "billion", on the other hand, is merely a million millions:   1,000,000,000,000. This meagre little number is not a "bilion":   1,000,000,000. Thats

I wrote all that merely because I wanted to say "yarble-yanking", JWT's query providing the perfect pretext for finally deplying the phrase which had been rattling about in my head for a few days.

Gold is heavy enough to sink to the bottom of a pool of Quicksilver, unlike feeble Silver, who lolls about at the top. But clever old Quicksilver devours Gold all the same, proving itself the superior substance in this jolly little jaunt of alchemical aquatics.