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From O Marks the Spot, Jill St. John's birthday, 2012: "Row, row, row your boat…" "A kind of liturgical singsong" — John Leonard on Didion
“I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul….“ — Hamlet’s Father’s Ghost The results of a search in this journal for “a tale unfold” suggest a…
Sunset in Manhattan today is at 8:31 PM. Connoisseurs of ambiguity may consult the date 8/31 in this journal.
Online biography of author Cormac McCarthy— "… he left America on the liner Sylvania, intending to visit the home of his Irish ancestors (a King Cormac McCarthy built…
"Maybe birthdays are dangerous. Like Christmas." — Cormac McCarthy, The Sunset Limited
From the LA Times online obituaries today: Michael Feran Baigent was born in Nelson, New Zealand, in 1948. After graduating from New Zealand's University of Canterbury with a degree in psychology,…
“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause.” — Hamlet Sleep well, Mr. Matheson.
Here is the link to an MIT Scratch project from the above comment. See also a comment by a Random Norwegian Dude: For related art, see "4D AMBASSADOR (HYPERCUBE)" for…
"When you come to a fork in the road, take it." — Yogi Berra See also Deconstructing Alice.
From today's earlier post, Stevens and the Rock— "Rock shows him something that transcends the precariousness of his humanity: an absolute mode of being. Its strength, its motionlessness,…