Red Mug, Blue Linen
Thursday, February 21, 2019

Mindfulness? Wellness? Seamanship?

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Playing fair. Valéry Lorenzo Voilier 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Exclusive sighting of Bottom in Executive Time

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How Bottom, in Executive Time, holes up in his manse in contemplation of his foxy Queen Titania and friends, brooding upon his ...
Friday, February 15, 2019

What news of Bottom, and his anxious lower border?

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  Who can dream of making light of   Fox News' pixie dust, after trans-   forming our endearing Bottom into   an Ass f...
Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Origins of Wednesday lxxxviii: Consent or custom?

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The intriguing defense of Virginia's Lt Gov (the office doesn't really use   the orthographic space it occupies), to...
Sunday, February 10, 2019

Sunday nibbled sleeve iv: Governor Northam's therapy campaign

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Briefly to recapitulate, for readers blessed to have been comatose last week, the Governor of Virginia, hav- ing been publicl...
Saturday, February 9, 2019

A Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeare sonnet

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The handiest answer to the diminished popularity of a caffè con panna, is the  tautological one, fashion.              ...
Friday, February 8, 2019

Suppose it were Friday clxix: A very good light for Volnay

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  Here you will find a poor but beau-   tifully exposed, very stony, reddish   soil of Bathonian origin on a rocky   base, on...
Thursday, February 7, 2019

Will the beautiful room be empty?

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I don't recall the infantile crisis of bed-wetting as especially conta- gious, but then I wasn't collecting statistic...
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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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