I ordered a tactical defense knife (“the perfect tool for women”) [stderr] so I can use it for some test-cutting. I’m not sure where I’ll go with this, but I am probably too busy/lazy to make my own tactical llap goch sgean dgu to compare against, so I may have to use my Vietnam War-era Gerber MK I.
One of the features my schoolhouse came with was an old time-clock, on the wall of the Principal’s Office.
Men flow into life, and ebb into death.
I have heard the expression “stop on a dime and give you 3 cents change” but I’ve never seen an airplane do it. PZ’s recent post “Competence Porn” [pha] about the P-51 augering into a field reminded me of this little bit of wonderfulness.
For this one, I had an illustration in mind. Unfortunately, I cannot find the object I planned to use to illustrate it, so you’re just going to have to use your imagination.
Miniature versions of things are fascinating; the smaller and more intricate they are the harder they are to do – and the more we appreciate them.
What is complete
The valley spirit never dies.
Call it the mystery, the woman.
The mystery,
the Door of the Woman,
is the root
of earth and heaven.
Forever this endures, forever.
And all its uses are easy.
Where are my boxcutter blades? Get me some cardboard! [Read more…]
Imagine you’re a graduate student in American History and you write a thesis that’s so good, so striking, and so timely that it’s deservedly a best-seller: 200,000 copies. As Ray Wylie Hubbard says, “careers have been built on less.”