This could change everything, for the better. I hope it works, and it’s true.
http://www.nature.com/news/2004/040816/full/040816-7.html
I mean, seriously. World-changing stuff if they could cure malaria that cheaply.
This could change everything, for the better. I hope it works, and it’s true.
http://www.nature.com/news/2004/040816/full/040816-7.html
I mean, seriously. World-changing stuff if they could cure malaria that cheaply.
I pointed out fengi’s site to eyeteeth, who immediately found a wonderful quote I’d missed, that he pulled from Dawn Powell. It sums up why I hang around coffee houses, and why so many friends of mine do also.
There were people, and Dalzell was one of them, who were born café people, claustrophobes unable to endure a definite place or plan. The café was a sort of union station where they might loiter, missing trains and boats as they liked, postponing the final decision to go anyplace or do anything until there was no longer need for decision.
why we’re here
I am Mr. Idiot. I screwed up my finances royally (I actually double paid a loan payment, among other things!) and now I have less than no money. I don’t get paid until the 31st and I’ll probably bounce stuff before then. GO ME!!!
How I manage to do this when I have a decent grownup income nowadays is beyond me.
milk and cookies
eggs and bacon
bubble and squeak
half and half
gin and tonic
scotch and water
bartles and jaymes
derek and clive
martin and lewis
sonny and cher
captain and tennille
pick and roll
tar and feathers
lathe and plaster
search and seizure
dead and gone.
http://personal.riverusers.com/~thegrendel/contents.html
He.. I mean it’s.. okay, so he.. I mean..
NO.
Hey kids, it’s Thomas Kinkade’s first ever Christmas Tree! Hang on while I get the goat blood and the swastikas to decorate it with.

The Name of This Band is Talking Heads.
Finally!