C'Mon, You Know You Want To!
Huckleberry tries to smirk some extra kibble out of me.
Huckleberry tries to smirk some extra kibble out of me.
Bagheera is convinced that her ancestors on the savannah hunted the colossal wooly queen-sized bed.
Make mine music: "Music training, with its pervasive effects on the nervous system's ability to process sight and sound, may be more important for enhancing verbal communication skills than learning phonics."
My admiration or Terry Pratchett is no secret, but to the uninitiated, an <I>ouvre</I> approaching 50 books must seem intimidating—not to mention indicative of a less-than-stellar consistency.
Murray Lerner spent 1963–1965 filming Bob Dylan, "a study of a major artist in transition." Soon, we'll finally see it.
Paul Hillier decided to record Stockhausen's <I>Stimmung</I>. The composer had a few few thoughts.
I'm a sucker for blimps, so I dream of a day when our skies are filled by them. <I>Air & Space</I> looks at the technological challenges and possibilities of that eventuality.
It's time for a new round of "Shakespeare debunking," arguing that the son of an illiterate laborer could never have written works so full of science, history, legal shenanigans, and aristocratic mores—that it must have been a cabal, one that included at least a few nobles.
Richard Sherman strolls down memory lane, telling us what it was like to work on the last Walt Disney animated feature, <I>The Jungle Book</I>. Well, there were more cartoons from Disney, but <I>TJB</I> was Walt's last.
I wasted—er, enjoyably spent—the weekend reading Phil and Kaja Foglio's <I>Girl Genius</I> online. Now I've ordered the printed books, and I recommend you do the same. Here's a taste of the Oz meeets steampunk comic. Order all six volumes—or spend the next three days online. At which point, you'll order all six volumes anyway, so save a step.