Red Mug, Blue Linen
Saturday, December 5, 2015

Saturday commute cxvii: Au revoir, désespoir

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   The overstayful    too unplayful    alley cat    though a trayful    grew betrayful     only sat. ...
Thursday, December 3, 2015

Perks of the midweek holiday

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      all day,       low tide André Kertész Budapest 1912
Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Cornelia lost her pearls, and I've got mine

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It'll be one's birthday, with any luck, within a few hours; and as much as I don't think I could assimilate a...
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Hustler

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To revisit the lectures of Auden on the plays of Shakespeare is e- nough to make anyone wonder, if we devote enough time to  the li...
Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Maxims of de Winter i

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     After Manderley     I learned there     was no limit to     where a haircut     might take one.         My own counten- ...
Sunday, November 29, 2015

Where do you run, Phidippides?

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When Phidippides arrived in Sparta, having run to the city for help at Mar- athon, he was refused be- cause the Spartans ...

Hearing no objection

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   Thornhill     slept in.     Caoimhin O'Brien   x Pablo Saez
Saturday, November 28, 2015

Hunting sunrise

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                    . . The sun Must bear no name, gold flourisher, but be In the difficulty of what it is to be. ...
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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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