Last night, as I typed, I only barely noticed it. Most of my attention, of course, was directed at the computer screen, so what I glimpsed was simply a shadow. It seemed to be a part of the ceiling. Had Elizabeth still been in the office, it…
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I told no one about this, I swear, yet everyone seems to know. Word spreads like vermin. All eyes are up to the ceiling. As we walk down the halls of our Madison Avenue office, we hold a suspicious and trembling view of the dirty gray panels which hang, tentatively, above us. We are wary and watchful, cautiously anticipating the sudden fall.
I saw this article about a counterfeit antique coin last week and didn't give it a second thought. So what? I muttered. It just shows scammers were ever with us.
One sentence haunted me, however: "'We are not yet aware of any other counterfeit coins like this one,' says Giovannelli." So that makes the counterfeit coin rarer than real antique money, right? And that makes it more valuable than solid silver or even authentic solid-silver antique coinage.
Maybe, I'm just not thinking about this clearly—it is a genuine fake, after all.
Not an earth-shattering insight, just funny…
The story of Carl Friedrich Gauss' schoolboy triumph over a manipulative teacher is well-known, but Brian Hayes discovered a more interesting tale—and a moral.
Carl van Schaik says it's the culture. They learn from one another. I sure learn from the people who read stuff I write.
I've mentioned, here and there, the lovely and romantic collaboration between Mark Lanegan and Isobel Campbell, Ballad of the Broken Seas. I should tell you that, when I first heard this album, my face went sour and my high hopes fell far and flat. It wasn't what I expected. It struck me as being a bit odd and aloof, foggy and cold; I wanted it to be easier, gentler.
I don't know that I'll ever be able to explain this — not sure that I'll ever want to — but there are certain albums that, with a bit of wind and rain, grow on you like little yellow and purple flowers that just can't be…
The Blackwing Diaries makes a few points about characterization. This blog has become a regular stop for me.
Money quote: "I don't know about you, but when I watch an animated film, especially one with rich potential for fun and high spirits and comedy, I don't want to be forced to either sit through a therapy session with a mediocre analyst, nor do I want to spend most of that time with a jerk."