What part of “one must imagine Sisyphus happy” isn’t clear? You’ve got to do it!
What part of “one must imagine Sisyphus happy” isn’t clear? You’ve got to do it!
I saw a beggar the other day who was literally holding his hand out cupped. It was intense.
They forgot to blank out her name though.
It’s astonishingly obvious once it’s pointed out:
There’s no B#/Cb and no E#/Fb, so the groups of two black notes are between C and E, and the groups of three are between F and B.
I work in a kitchen so it’s usually a bit of leftovers, but restaurant-quality leftovers, you understand.
Torn between whether moral judgment from Bojo means a low bar or a disreputable source.
font I liked in a book on calligraphy
They’re called hands, because you do them with your hand. A font is a given instance of a typeface, which is a design of a script. Now you can be pedantic too!
The great thing about natural language, in fact.
I don’t think this answer is really in the spirit of “no stupid questions”.
Hier, Archie! (flauwe woordspeling, excuses)
This is so stupid but I only sent that Wikipedia entry to my girlfriend yesterday.
Well I take solace in the fact that I first assumed it was someone else’s doing.
I usually say 10° but the threshold often strays a bit lower. Yeah, not much hiking to be done around here, ha, actually I’ve just been travelling somewhere a bit further south and I looked out the window and said “hills! I remember these!”
I come from the north; anything above 20° and I graduate to the shorter shorts.
I used to laugh at that little boy who said shorts are comfy and easy to wear, but by God was he right about it.
I went to see King Gizzard recently, earplugs in pocket, and I suppose I never found a moment to stick them in, but I was stood near the front the whole time and I came away with absolutely none of the usual hearing damage. I don’t know how they did it, but what a great bunch of lads.
When I were a lad, I’d get told never to put all my eggs in one basket.
I’ve visited my native England a few times by train from the Netherlands and it’s a breeze, but a bit dear if you don’t plan it a thousand years in advance. A few months ago I took the sleeper to Vienna and back and it was very good indeed, better than the Caledonian Sleeper I might daresay. I have a medium-long and fairly good anecdote about getting the train to a village in Germany last winter if anyone’s interested. I went to see Lightning Bolt in Paris a few years ago and that went swimmingly too. I’d like to go to Spain or Portugal at some point but it’s something like 13 hours by train. Oh, and when I lived in the UK, I was working at a train station, so I’d use my staff discount to go quite far afield: I took the train from Liverpool to Lille once with my bike and cycled up to Amsterdam; I took the train once to Luxembourg, then Trier, then Bonn to visit a friend, with a little detour to the bit where Luxembourg, France, and Germany meet (Schengen). It’s a nice way to spend a day if you just bring a book or something.
Expat shops and wholesale places if you can get an account, I suppose.