Red Mug, Blue Linen
Friday, February 27, 2015

It's started

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  That reflex  for a  shower,   after the latest infusion   of Clintonism, which may   be defined as the nausea   arising less from...
Thursday, February 26, 2015

The lead in one's back pocket

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    They say we     don't have     seasons,      who've nev-     er met the     tide.
Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Not too early, I trust?

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   I've commissioned a draw-    ing from  a man whose blog,     (he says) is a diary . Oth-    ers declare their reason...
Monday, February 23, 2015

Following through

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             again.
Sunday, February 22, 2015

Provenance : postulate, water : wine

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  A warming   trend  Possibly one can  get used to any-  thing?
Saturday, February 21, 2015

Now'd ya hear 'bout Louie Miller?

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  He disappeared,    babe.      If not in the flesh, then      certainly in spirit, we      were all there, this past      week...
Friday, February 20, 2015

The language part

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  I sometimes think, I know   I sometimes thought, that   if we could just get past   the language part, we all   could t...
Thursday, February 19, 2015

Et les gants?

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    The Ferrers     Rome, 1958.
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Writing to a colleague in the 1930s, the physicist Wolfgang Pauli confessed, “I have done a terrible thing. I’ve postulated a particle that can not be detected.” Eventually, Pauli won the Nobel Prize for his Exclusion Principle, i.e., all material particles exhibit space-occupying behaviour - and could very well fall within the province of restaurants. I wonder if red mug, blue linen will be that terrible thing, a postulate without a particle - that a gentleman is only that creature whose nourishment occupies no space. But whether that is true, is less urgent to know than where it comes from.
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