The case for ALL CAPS in favor of exclamation marks. I tend to agree, actually.
One hundred years ago, a man by the name of Albert Einstein introduced his Special Theory of Relativity, forever changing the way science looks upon reality. To explain that theory in simple terms is not the easiest of tasks — which is why, to this day, you can win a grand prize of 25,000 euros by making it understandable to the rest of us ignorant mortals. Anyone?
Frozen wind began to blow
Under my boots ‘n around my toe
Frost had bit the ground below…
What’s a man to do in a situation like that?
Dickinson said the smoke is not particularly malodorous — although that comes from a man who works full-time around manure. “I guess it’s just all perspective,” he said. “To me, it just smells like smoke. I really don’t know how to describe it.” (Thanks Hairfarmer, erh, I think!)
It’s only late morning but I’m sure you’d like to taste some exquisite Champaign, mis-en-bouteille in 1981. Salud!
delayed flight perhaps ?
yank it harder punky.
For fun. For a month. For you.
Tomorrow morning we’ll be picking up some Argentine friends at the airport. With the Argentine bidet obsession in mind, I have created the following informational graphic:
I took The Freud Quiz: “13/20. You passed, but not by much.” Yet another trauma I’ll have to live with.
The formula for the day of misery reads 1/8W+(D-d) 3/8xTQ MxNA. Where W is weather, D is debt – minus the money (d) due on January’s pay day – and T is the time since Christmas. And when is this day of misery you ask? Guess.
A press release anouncing the 77-78 tour as well as the LÃ¤ther album… and since FZ is the one writing it, you’re treated to little gems like this:
“C’mon now, press person! Concentrate… I know you skimmed through another half-dozen of these stupid press kits already today… you think I like to write these things every year before we go out on the road? Let’s face it, IT’S A PAIN IN THE BUTT… look whynt’cha sort of smooth out for a minute… sort of get yerself together… think about that novel you’re going to write when you don’t have to crank these little articles out anymore… take a deep breath… that’s it… puff up yer thorax… turn the page now.”