<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:57:22.712-04:00</updated><category term='Bizarre'/><category term='Personal'/><category term='Unexplained'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Quotations'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Puzzles'/><category term='Trivia'/><category term='History'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Math'/><category term='Art'/><title type='text'>The Qinceton Quacket</title><subtitle type='html'>We are everything you need.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4092822798288254679</id><published>2010-01-25T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:00:00.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Wods of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;“Age is a high price to pay for maturity.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Tom Stoppard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4092822798288254679?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4092822798288254679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2010/01/wods-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4092822798288254679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4092822798288254679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2010/01/wods-of-wisdom.html' title='Wods of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6199409109737197234</id><published>2010-01-18T17:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:30:19.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I apologize yet again for not updating this blog in months. I will resuscitate it as best I can, with the hope that it will be better than before. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Armando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6199409109737197234?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6199409109737197234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6199409109737197234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6199409109737197234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6113859271260491705</id><published>2009-09-11T20:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:50:36.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Killing An Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Mark Z. Danielewski, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;House of Leaves (2000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6113859271260491705?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6113859271260491705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/killing-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6113859271260491705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6113859271260491705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/killing-hour.html' title='Killing An Hour'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2070362649614872670</id><published>2009-09-07T17:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:38:40.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Hanging is too good for a man who makes puns.  He should be drawn and quoted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fred Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2070362649614872670?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2070362649614872670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2070362649614872670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2070362649614872670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2071995955984165759</id><published>2009-09-05T00:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:50:06.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><title type='text'>Fire Underground</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A fire has been burning under the town of Centralia, Pennsylvania since 1962. As of 2007 the population is estimated at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Centralia,_Pennsylvania"&gt;Centralia's wikipedia entry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2071995955984165759?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2071995955984165759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/fire-underground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2071995955984165759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2071995955984165759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/fire-underground.html' title='Fire Underground'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7499370645546868602</id><published>2009-09-02T23:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:00:53.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Graffiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Here are some incredible examples of light graffiti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_G1htvnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/axXkpk8hzIo/s1600-h/LG5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_G1htvnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/axXkpk8hzIo/s400/LG5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085866783915634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_GRXdcpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OWMl98fd5b4/s1600-h/LG4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_GRXdcpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OWMl98fd5b4/s400/LG4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085857077228178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_GJUFiLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/T2XVyWGG2DI/s1600-h/LG3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_GJUFiLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/T2XVyWGG2DI/s400/LG3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085854915594418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_FrcugZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xBYJG3Lp16M/s1600-h/LG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_FrcugZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xBYJG3Lp16M/s400/LG2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085846898770322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_FKB9KwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/E0Jyh7vywMw/s1600-h/LG1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_FKB9KwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/E0Jyh7vywMw/s400/LG1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085837928114946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1210538/Pictured-The-incredible-light-graffiti-created-host-light-sources-shine-straight-camera-lens.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7499370645546868602?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7499370645546868602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/light-graffiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7499370645546868602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7499370645546868602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/09/light-graffiti.html' title='Light Graffiti'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sp8_G1htvnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/axXkpk8hzIo/s72-c/LG5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5306418009061608950</id><published>2009-08-11T23:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:43:46.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>A Riddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Short was my life, and brilliant my career;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Behead me, I in lovely green appear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Behead again, I once was made to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My chosen inmates from a watery grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5306418009061608950?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5306418009061608950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/08/riddle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5306418009061608950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5306418009061608950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/08/riddle.html' title='A Riddle'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-847578027270860403</id><published>2009-08-05T21:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:55:21.236-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>"Of Love and Apples"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/847578027270860403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/847578027270860403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-love-and-apples.html' title='&quot;Of Love and Apples&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sno34An82aI/AAAAAAAAAI4/0v5XHqOSJVY/s72-c/Apples+and+Love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3000307783963239009</id><published>2009-07-27T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:50:36.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Metaphors and Similes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some hilariously awful metaphors and similes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He spoke with wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) She grew on him like E. coli and he was room temperature Canadian beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) She had a deep throaty genuine laugh like that sound a dog makes just before he throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Her vocabulary was as bad, as, like, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) He was a tall as a six foot three inch tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge free ATM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7 PM instead of 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) The hailstones leaped up off the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Long separated by cruel fate, the star crossed lovers raced across a grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 P.M.traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 P.M. at a speed of 35 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resemble Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the east river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Even in his last years, grand pappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) The Ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids with power tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) She was as easy as the TV guide crossword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Her voice had that tense grating quality, like a generation thermal paper fax machine that needed a band tightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a thigh master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3000307783963239009?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3000307783963239009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/metaphors-and-similes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3000307783963239009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3000307783963239009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/metaphors-and-similes.html' title='Metaphors and Similes'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6457009343964518503</id><published>2009-07-22T00:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:16:35.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>The Kelly-Hopkinsville encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Kelly-Hopkinsville encounter, also known as the Hopkin Green Men case, is an alleged close encounter with supposed aliens and one of the most well-known and well-documented cases in the history of UFO incidents, and a favourite for study in ufology. The incidents began on the evening of August 21, 1955 and continued through to the dawn of the next morning. The incident occurred mostly around a rural farmhouse at the time belonging to the Sutton family, which was located near the small town of Kelly and the small city of Hopkinsville, both in Christian County, Kentucky, United States. Witnesses include policemen and state troopers, and the incidents were taken seriously enough as to be officially investigated by the United States Air Force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There were dozens of eyewitnesses to the incidents, which included two families present at the farmhouse and others in the area, including policemen and a state trooper who saw strange phenomena such as unexplained lights in the night sky and noises the same night. The seven people present in the farmhouse would claim that they were terrorized by an unknown number of creatures similar to gremlins, which have since often been referred to as the "Hopkinsville Goblins" in popular culture. The residents of the farmhouse described them as around three feet tall, with upright pointed ears, thin limbs (their legs were said to be almost in a state of atrophy), long arms and claw-like hands or talons. The creatures were either silvery in color, or wearing something metallic. Their movements on occasion seemed to defy gravity with them floating above the ground and appearing in high up places, and they "walked" with a swaying motion as through wading through water. Although the creatures never entered the house, they would pop up at windows and at the doorway, working up the children in the house to a hysterical frenzy. The families fled the farmhouse in the middle of the night to the local police station and sheriff Russell Greenwell noted they were visibly shaken. The familes returned to the farmhouse with Sheriff Greenwell and twenty officers, yet the occurances continued. Police saw evidence of the struggle and damage to the house, as well as themselves seeing strange lights and hearing noises. The witnesses additionally claimed to have used firearms to shoot at the creatures, with little or no effect, and the house and surrounding grounds were extensively damaged during the incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Even years later the eyewitness stories still collaborated remarkably under individual questioning, although speculation amongst the eyewitnesses regarding the motivations of the creatures has ranged from field study on their part, or that the creatures were acting out of mere curiousity or even outright malevolence. The two families involved were noted locally to not be the types to make up a hoax, and this would be seemingly backed up by the fact the families obtained no financial gain or significant fame from the incident, and fled the area when the incident became known locally and they gained an abundance of tresspassers wanting to see the site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;UFO researcher Allan Hendry wrote "[t]his case is distinguished by its duration and also by the number of witnesses involved." Jerome Clark writes that "[i]nvestigations by police, Air Force officers from nearby Fort Campbell, and civilian ufologists found no evidence of a hoax". Although they never formally investigated the case, Blue Book confessed to being stumped. So was Isabel Davis, one of the most hardheaded of UFO investigators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kelly-Hopkinsville_encounter"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; is the wikipedia article where this information was taken from. A detailed account can also be found there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6457009343964518503?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6457009343964518503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/kelly-hopkinsville-encounter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6457009343964518503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6457009343964518503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/kelly-hopkinsville-encounter.html' title='The Kelly-Hopkinsville encounter'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6791508124247505652</id><published>2009-07-19T23:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:01:19.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The farce is finished. I go to seek a vast perhaps."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~François Rabelais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6791508124247505652?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6791508124247505652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/words-of-wisdom_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6791508124247505652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6791508124247505652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/words-of-wisdom_19.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6587790467171773351</id><published>2009-07-14T22:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:28:27.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Escribir, por ejemplo: 'La noche está estrellada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cómo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Oir la noche inmensa, más inmnesa sin ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Qué importa que mi amor no pudiera guadarla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;La noche está estrellada y ella no está conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Mi corazón la busca, y ella no está conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero cuánto la quise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;De otro. Será de otro. Como antes de mis besos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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noche&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5048092523483611036</id><published>2009-07-13T23:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:24:18.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Hand Embroidered Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Slv5plu4fCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zUhkgUVpEQk/s1600-h/Embroidered+Note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Slv5plu4fCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zUhkgUVpEQk/s400/Embroidered+Note.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358150674586041378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Aside: If only I could do something this sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5048092523483611036?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5048092523483611036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/hand-embroidered-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5048092523483611036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Gargoyles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, gargoyles were added to churches and buildings to serve as drain pipes, not to keep evil spirits away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note: I apologize for this confusing and ill-written post.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2966678929305934073?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2966678929305934073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/gargoyles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2966678929305934073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2966678929305934073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/gargoyles.html' title='Gargoyles'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-239542097841878659</id><published>2009-07-08T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:17:17.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Book Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlVhJKEhIaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s_fT2fSDM5E/s1600-h/Book3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlVhJKEhIaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s_fT2fSDM5E/s400/Book3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356294141777093026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlVhI6bqdCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/nFVTg1ZmHQ4/s1600-h/Book2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlVhI6bqdCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/nFVTg1ZmHQ4/s400/Book2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356294137579205666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlVhIdEfGlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xH7lOL5pMX4/s1600-h/Book1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlVhIdEfGlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xH7lOL5pMX4/s400/Book1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356294129697364562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-239542097841878659?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/239542097841878659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/book-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/239542097841878659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"I want to know the truth, however perverted that may sound."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Stephen Wolfram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7814625891256190702?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7814625891256190702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7814625891256190702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlKy3gLETOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hJ8_RgV6xmc/s1600-h/World.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlKy3gLETOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hJ8_RgV6xmc/s400/World.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355539573495844066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.nataliedee.com/index.php?date=112507"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlKy3SyvbQI/AAAAAAAAAII/bXiFz7rEzpU/s1600-h/Clams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlKy3SyvbQI/AAAAAAAAAII/bXiFz7rEzpU/s400/Clams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355539569904151810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.stickycomics.com/happy_clams/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1925583829845874098?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1925583829845874098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/clams-and-art-history-majors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1925583829845874098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1925583829845874098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/clams-and-art-history-majors.html' title='Clams and Art History Majors'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SlKy3gLETOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hJ8_RgV6xmc/s72-c/World.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2824282643491105264</id><published>2009-07-05T22:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:28:52.330-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>"Belief and Technique for Modern Prose"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here are some tips on how to write like Jack Kerouac, courtesy of Mr. Kerouac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for your own joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Submissive to everything, open, listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try never get drunk outside your own house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be in love with your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something that you feel will find its own form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blow as deep as you want to blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The unspeakable visions of the individual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No time for poetry but exactly what is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Visionary tics shivering in the chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like Proust be an old teahead of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Write in recollection and amazement for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accept loss forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Believe in the holy contour of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't think of words when you stop but to see picture better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language &amp;amp; knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Write for the world to read and see yr exact pictures of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're a Genius all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored &amp;amp; Angeled in Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2824282643491105264?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2824282643491105264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/belief-and-technique-for-modern-prose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2824282643491105264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2824282643491105264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/belief-and-technique-for-modern-prose.html' title='&quot;Belief and Technique for Modern Prose&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3655258981759703206</id><published>2009-07-05T21:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:45:59.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Back to Rock This Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I apologize for not posting in a while. I have been busy with some things. I am back. I hope you enjoy the posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Armando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3655258981759703206?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3655258981759703206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-rock-this-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3655258981759703206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3655258981759703206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-rock-this-party.html' title='Back to Rock This Party!'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5692735361126831287</id><published>2009-05-13T00:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:11:56.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"I saw a duck."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I saw a duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A plain, white duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It stared back at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I asked it what it was like to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It replied, "quack,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Which I can only assume means "great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And it probably assumed that my words meant, "quack."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will never forget that duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Nathan Ferguson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5692735361126831287?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5692735361126831287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-saw-duck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5692735361126831287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5692735361126831287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-saw-duck.html' title='&quot;I saw a duck.&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6852317882295189155</id><published>2009-05-11T00:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:07:39.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Written on the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SgekdTYuxGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4otfymluZ-k/s1600-h/Written2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SgekdTYuxGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4otfymluZ-k/s400/Written2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334413106970805346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6852317882295189155?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6852317882295189155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/written-on-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6852317882295189155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6852317882295189155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/written-on-city.html' title='Written on the City'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SgekdTYuxGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4otfymluZ-k/s72-c/Written2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4271261983108608604</id><published>2009-05-09T00:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:52:23.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>An Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"My voice had an accent of forced bravery in it and I was ashamed of my paltry stratagem. I had to call the name again before Mahony saw me and hallooed in answer. How my heart beat as he came running across the field to me! He ran as if to bring me aid. And I was penitent; for in my heart I had always despised him a little."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~James Joyce, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Dubliners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(1914)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4271261983108608604?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4271261983108608604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/encounter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4271261983108608604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4271261983108608604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/encounter.html' title='An Encounter'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6179839585911389921</id><published>2009-05-05T01:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:04:54.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"To all who come to this happy place; welcome. Disneyland is your land. Here age relives fond memories of the past...and here youth may savor the challenge and promise of the future. Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams and the hard facts that have created America...with the hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Walt Disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6179839585911389921?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6179839585911389921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6179839585911389921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6179839585911389921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1160114129674401125</id><published>2009-04-28T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:19:48.663-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"I Sang"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I SANG to you and the moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But only the moon remembers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  I sang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O reckless free-hearted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;            free-throated rhythms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Even the moon remembers them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  And is kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Carl Sandburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1160114129674401125?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1160114129674401125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-sang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1160114129674401125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1160114129674401125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-sang.html' title='&quot;I Sang&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2745373679055612966</id><published>2009-04-28T18:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:22:49.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"This race and this country and this life produced me, he said. I shall express myself as I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~James Joyce, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2745373679055612966?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2745373679055612966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/04/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2745373679055612966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2745373679055612966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/04/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-8217450264778072006</id><published>2009-03-21T19:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:02:41.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>An Epistemological Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;(by Raymond M. Smullyan, 1982)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Frank is in the office of an eye doctor. The doctor holds up a book and asks "What color is it?" Frank answers, "Red." The doctor says, "Aha, just as I thought! Your whole color mechanism has gone out of kilter. But fortunately your condition is curable, and I will have you in perfect shape in a couple of weeks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;(A few weeks later.) Frank is in a laboratory in the home of an experimental epistemologist. (You will soon find out what that means!) The epistemologist holds up a book and also asks, "What color is this book?" Now, Frank has been earlier dismissed by the eye doctor as "cured." However, he is now of a very analytical and cautious temperament, and will not make any statement that can possibly be refuted. So Frank answers, "It seems red to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Epistemologist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    Wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Frank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    I don't think you heard what I said. I merely said that it seems red to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Epistemologist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    I heard you, and you were wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Frank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    Let me get this clear; did you mean that I was wrong that this book is red, or that I was wrong that it seems red to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Epistemologist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    I obviously couldn't have meant that you were wrong in that it is red, since you did not say that it is red. All you said was that it seems red to you, and it is this statement which is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Frank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    But you can't say that the statement "It seems red to me" is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Epistemologist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    If I can't say it, how come I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Frank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    I mean you can't mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Epistemologist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Frank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    But surely I know what color the book seems to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Epistemologist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    Again you are wrong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Read the rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.mit.edu/people/dpolicar/writing/prose/text/epistemologicalNightmare.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8217450264778072006?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/8217450264778072006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/epistemological-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8217450264778072006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8217450264778072006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/epistemological-nightmare.html' title='An Epistemological Nightmare'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7260152413973949338</id><published>2009-03-19T21:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:24:52.928-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Pencil Drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The following were drawn by pencil. The artists are unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvoCkSuQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oj25v2NZQY8/s1600-h/PA5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvoCkSuQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oj25v2NZQY8/s400/PA5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073981413505282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvnzh81tI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bDTm0-NPb_w/s1600-h/PA4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvnzh81tI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bDTm0-NPb_w/s400/PA4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073977377150674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvn8cNBVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YMvrkDqHsSI/s1600-h/PA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvn8cNBVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YMvrkDqHsSI/s400/PA3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073979768964434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvnhhunlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mS3P-9DK0nE/s1600-h/PA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvnhhunlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mS3P-9DK0nE/s400/PA2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073972544380498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvnjCOruI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ne0dUTs5ark/s1600-h/PA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvnjCOruI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ne0dUTs5ark/s400/PA1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073972949135074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more examples &lt;a href="http://freshpics.blogspot.com/2009/03/pencil-drawing-art.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7260152413973949338?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7260152413973949338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/pencil-drawings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7260152413973949338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7260152413973949338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/pencil-drawings.html' title='Pencil Drawings'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScLvoCkSuQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oj25v2NZQY8/s72-c/PA5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7168684719257931905</id><published>2009-03-17T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:59:06.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScBHOmX4_wI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-7jUxUn7vLU/s1600-h/CantSleep.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScBHOmX4_wI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-7jUxUn7vLU/s400/CantSleep.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314325876441677570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7168684719257931905?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7168684719257931905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7168684719257931905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7168684719257931905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/ScBHOmX4_wI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-7jUxUn7vLU/s72-c/CantSleep.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6969416509590025556</id><published>2009-03-17T19:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:03:09.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>The Solway Firth Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"On 24th May 1964, Jim Templeton, a fireman from Carlisle in the North of England, took his young daughter out to the marches overlooking the Solway Firth to take some photographs. Nothing untoward happened, although both he and his wife noticed an unusual aura in the atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There was a kind of electric charge in the air, though no storm came. Even nearby cows seemed upset by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Some days later Mr Templeton got his photographs processed by the chemist, who said that it was a pity that the man who had walked past had spoilt the best shot of Elizabeth holding a bunch of flowers. Jim was puzzled. There had been nobody else on the marshes nearby at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But sure enough, on the picture in question there was a figure in a silvery white space suit projecting at an odd angle into the air behind the girl's back, as if an unwanted snooper had wrecked the shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The case was reported to the police and taken up by Kodak, the film manufacturers, who offered free film for life to anyone who could solve the mystery when their experts failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It was not, as the police at first guessed, a simple double exposure with one negative accidentally printed on top of another during processing. It was, as Chief Superintendent Oldcorn quickly concluded, just "one of those things... a freak picture."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A few weeks later Jim Templeton received two mysterious visitors. He had never heard of MIBs: the subject was almost unknown in Britain then. But the two men who came to his house in a large Jaguar car wore dark suits and otherwise looked normal. The weird thing about them was their behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;They only referred to one another by numbers and asked the most unusual questions as they drove Jim out to the marshes. They wanted to know in minute detail about the weather on the day of the photograph, the activities of local bird life and odd asides like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Then they tried to make him admit that he had just photographed an ordinary man walking past. Jim responded politely, but nevertheless rejected their idea, at which they became irrationally angry and hustled themselves into the car, driving off and leaving him. The fire officer had to hike five miles across country to get home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This is taken from &lt;a href="http://www.ufocasebook.com/1964solwayfirth.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. More information &lt;a href="http://www.ufologie.net/htm/solwayfirth64.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6969416509590025556?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6969416509590025556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/solway-firth-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6969416509590025556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6969416509590025556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/solway-firth-photo.html' title='The Solway Firth Photo'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7646676364889577709</id><published>2009-03-07T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:22:24.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"It is true greatness to have in one the frailty of a man and the security of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; god."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Seneca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7646676364889577709?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7646676364889577709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7646676364889577709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7646676364889577709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-8908238200877426751</id><published>2009-03-06T23:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:03:41.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><title type='text'>Elementary Geometry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Using only elementary geometry, find the measure of angle x.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SbH__2s-WfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/e0Pe0NG6P4A/s1600-h/Triangle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SbH__2s-WfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/e0Pe0NG6P4A/s400/Triangle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310306908127517170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This problem is harder than it looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8908238200877426751?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/8908238200877426751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8908238200877426751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8908238200877426751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Elementary Geometry'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SbH__2s-WfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/e0Pe0NG6P4A/s72-c/Triangle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5809177446022204455</id><published>2009-03-05T23:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:07:25.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Olive You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;I really like this greeting card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SbChCM5-1rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cYKjlhCe9M8/s1600-h/Olive+You.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SbChCM5-1rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cYKjlhCe9M8/s400/Olive+You.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309921019866044082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This and other cards can be found &lt;a href="http://www.tallcow.com/product.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5809177446022204455?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5809177446022204455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/olive-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5809177446022204455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5809177446022204455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/olive-you.html' title='Olive You'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SbChCM5-1rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cYKjlhCe9M8/s72-c/Olive+You.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-833902563897042020</id><published>2009-03-04T23:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:35:09.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Hokey Poke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/span&gt; asked readers to submit instructions for anything, but written in the style of a famous person. The following instructions on how to do the Hokey Pokey won the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O proud left foot, that ventures quick within&lt;br /&gt;Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.&lt;br /&gt;Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:&lt;br /&gt;Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.&lt;br /&gt;Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,&lt;br /&gt;A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.&lt;br /&gt;To spin! A wilde release from Heavens yoke.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.&lt;br /&gt;The Hoke, the poke -- banish now thy doubt&lt;br /&gt;Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Jeff Brechlin, Potomac Falls, Maryland, and submitted by Katherine St. John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-833902563897042020?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/833902563897042020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/hokey-poke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/833902563897042020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/833902563897042020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/hokey-poke.html' title='The Hokey Poke'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7608710471347242446</id><published>2009-03-04T22:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:01:19.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Happy Cloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;UK artist Stuart Semple released over 2000 smiley faces over London's financial district and Tate Modern. When asked why he did this he answered: "I just wanted to make a piece of work that would cheer people up a bit." Learn more about "Happy Cloud" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://words.stuartsemple.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;. You might also want to check out some of his other works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9Ng265EWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/slooDI8LltY/s1600-h/HP+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9Ng265EWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/slooDI8LltY/s400/HP+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309547712586781026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9NgmWQvdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b4azlyelW34/s1600-h/HP+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9NgmWQvdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b4azlyelW34/s400/HP+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309547708138175954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9NgvpY5fI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lI-Fj-RpJgw/s1600-h/HP+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9NgvpY5fI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lI-Fj-RpJgw/s400/HP+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309547710634321394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7608710471347242446?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7608710471347242446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-cloud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7608710471347242446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7608710471347242446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-cloud.html' title='Happy Cloud'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Sa9Ng265EWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/slooDI8LltY/s72-c/HP+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1596595776264812170</id><published>2009-03-02T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:27:41.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Epitaph of a Miss Nott</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Nott born, Nott dead, Nott christened, Nott begot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So here she lies that was and that was Nott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Reader behold a wonder rarely wrought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Which while thou seem'st to read thou readest Nott."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1596595776264812170?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1596595776264812170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/epitaph-of-miss-nott.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1596595776264812170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1596595776264812170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/epitaph-of-miss-nott.html' title='Epitaph of a Miss Nott'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7342193087921784302</id><published>2009-03-02T21:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:56:37.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>A Graceful Compliment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Among the charming women who, in 1784, adorned the Court of Charlotte of Mecklenburg Strelitz (or, more properly to speak, the English capital for scarcely could that queen be said to have any court), might well be accounted Lady Payne, afterward Lady Lavington. Her person and manners were full of winning grace. At her house, in Grafton Street, the politicians of her day frequently met; and Erskine having once dined there, found himself so indisposed as to be obliged to retire after dinner to another apartment. Lady Payne, who was incessant in her attentions to him, inquired when he returned to the company, how he found himself. Erskine took out a bit of paper and wrote on it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'Tis true I am ill, but I cannot complain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For he never knew Pleasure who never knew Payne.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The American Magazine&lt;/span&gt; (1883)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7342193087921784302?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7342193087921784302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/graceful-compliment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7342193087921784302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7342193087921784302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/03/graceful-compliment.html' title='A Graceful Compliment'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4011023652238146849</id><published>2009-02-28T03:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:41:22.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>Dorabella Cipher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Can you solve the following cipher? If you can, tell us because it has never been solved. This letter was written by Edward Elgar to Miss Dora Penny in 1897  and its meaning remains unknown to this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Saj4iF9C-FI/AAAAAAAAAFw/noptrmyZe5I/s1600-h/D+Cipher.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Saj4iF9C-FI/AAAAAAAAAFw/noptrmyZe5I/s400/D+Cipher.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307765425453594706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4011023652238146849?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4011023652238146849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/dorabella-cipher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4011023652238146849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4011023652238146849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/dorabella-cipher.html' title='Dorabella Cipher'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/Saj4iF9C-FI/AAAAAAAAAFw/noptrmyZe5I/s72-c/D+Cipher.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3626419564236328714</id><published>2009-02-28T03:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:26:48.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>Lost Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Great Britain and its colonies only had 354 days in 1752. This was because it adopted the Gregorian calendar this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3626419564236328714?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3626419564236328714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3626419564236328714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3626419564236328714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-days.html' title='Lost Days'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3166704498416516737</id><published>2009-02-26T22:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:31:19.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><title type='text'>Coincidence?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In the 1930s, street sweeper Joseph Figlock was walking down an alley when a baby fell from a window on the fourth floor of a building and landed on him. Both were injured but lived. One year later, the same baby fell from the same window and landed on Figlock again. Like before, both were injured but lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Austrian painter Joseph Matthäus Aigner attempted to hang himself at age 18. However, a mysterious Capuchin monk intervened and saved his life. Four years later, at age 22, Aigner attempted to hang himself again but the same Capuchin monk prevented him from doing so. At age 30 Aigner was sentenced to death because of his political views. Once again, the same Capuchin monk intervened and Aigner was able to walk away alive. He finally successfully committed suicide at age 68 with a pistol. The same Capuchin monk presided over his funeral. Aigner never learned his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3166704498416516737?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3166704498416516737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/coincidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3166704498416516737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3166704498416516737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence?'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-37777991549303303</id><published>2009-02-25T21:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:28:50.662-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"A Stammering Wife"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When deeply in love with Miss Emily Pryne,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I vowed if the lady would only be mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I would always be ready to please her;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She blushed her consent, though the stuttering lass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Said never a word except, "You're an ass--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;An ass--an ass--iduous teazer!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But when we were married, I found to my ruth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The stammering lady had spoken the truth ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For often, in obvious dudgeon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She'd say if I ventured to give her a jog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the way of reproof, "You're a dog--dog--dog--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A dog--a dog--matic curmudgeon!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And once, when I said, "We can hardly afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This immoderate style with our moderate board,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And hinted we ought to be wiser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She looked, I assure you, exceedingly blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And fretfully cried, "You're a Jew--Jew--Jew--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A very ju-dicious adviser!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Again, when it happened that, wishing to shirk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some rather unpleasant and arduous work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I begged her to go to a neighbor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She wanted to know why I made such a fuss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And saucily said, "You're a cuss--cuss--cuss--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You were always ac--cus--tomed to labor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Out of temper at last with the insolent dame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And feeling the woman was greatly to blame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To scold me instead of caressing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I mimicked her speech, like a churl as I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And angrily said, "You're a dam--dam--dam--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A dam--age instead of a blessing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-37777991549303303?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/37777991549303303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/stammering-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/37777991549303303'/><link rel='self' 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some strangeness in the proportion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Francis Bacon, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Of Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4088175600653746091?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4088175600653746091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-of-wisdom_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This is the first permanent photograph ever taken. Discovered in 2002, this photograph was taken by Nicéphore Niépce in 1825. It depicts an engraving of a young boy leading a horse into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;stable. It sold at auction for 450,000 euros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaNP7E5lkrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DGFaWY0Bk8U/s1600-h/First+Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaNP7E5lkrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DGFaWY0Bk8U/s400/First+Photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306172662318731954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8816804536884081905?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/8816804536884081905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-photograph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8816804536884081905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8816804536884081905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-photograph.html' title='First Photograph'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaNP7E5lkrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DGFaWY0Bk8U/s72-c/First+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7758015404526774261</id><published>2009-02-22T21:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:51:23.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>"Jovanovichy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Twas potter, and the little brown&lt;br /&gt;Did simon and schuster in the shaw;&lt;br /&gt;All mosby were the ballantines,&lt;br /&gt;And the womraths mcgraw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware Jovanovich, my son!&lt;br /&gt;The knopfs that crown, the platts that munk!&lt;br /&gt;Beware the doubleday, and shun&lt;br /&gt;The grolier wagnallfunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his putnam sword in hand,&lt;br /&gt;Long time the harcourt brace he sought -&lt;br /&gt;So rested he by the crowell tree&lt;br /&gt;And stood awhile in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as in harper thought he stood,&lt;br /&gt;Jovanovich, with eyes of flame,&lt;br /&gt;Came houghton mifflin through the wood&lt;br /&gt;And bowkered as it came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodd mead! Dodd mead! and from his steed&lt;br /&gt;His dutton sword went kennicatt!&lt;br /&gt;He left it dead, and with its head&lt;br /&gt;He went quadrangling back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And hast thou slain Jovanovich?&lt;br /&gt;Come to my arms, my bantam boy!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, stein and day! Giroux! McKay!"&lt;br /&gt;He scribnered in his joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas potter, and the little brown&lt;br /&gt;Did simon and schuster in the shaw;&lt;br /&gt;All mosby were the ballantines,&lt;br /&gt;And the womraths mcgraw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7758015404526774261?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7758015404526774261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/jovanovichy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7758015404526774261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7758015404526774261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/jovanovichy.html' title='&quot;Jovanovichy&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5642935584461540072</id><published>2009-02-21T22:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:12:49.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Sidewalk Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Here are some examples of Julian Beever's pavement drawings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Rembrandts with Rembrandts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBfNBNLpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dwL96gYo9cg/s1600-h/SA4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBfNBNLpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dwL96gYo9cg/s400/SA4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305453102857268882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Politicians Meeting Their Ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBfFRBf6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uE0rO6XO5D4/s1600-h/SA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBfFRBf6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uE0rO6XO5D4/s400/SA3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305453100776128418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Make Poverty History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBfOdlVwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GgkJlrN6X5k/s1600-h/SA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBfOdlVwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GgkJlrN6X5k/s400/SA2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305453103244728066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Batman and Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBe7CaDhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Znq2ujpPyww/s1600-h/SA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SaDBe7CaDhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Znq2ujpPyww/s400/SA1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305453098030468626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;More of his great works can be found on his official &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://users.skynet.be/J.Beever/pave.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5642935584461540072?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5642935584461540072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/sidewalk-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5642935584461540072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5642935584461540072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/sidewalk-art.html' title='Sidewalk Art'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBzom5SI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mb28QXBWA9w/s1600-h/NM,+Modern+Art.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBzom5SI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mb28QXBWA9w/s400/NM,+Modern+Art.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305061171687515426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBb4pjRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QmN7AS0_cxU/s1600-h/NM,+Luxury.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBb4pjRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QmN7AS0_cxU/s400/NM,+Luxury.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305061165312347410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBWd_ufI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jYGfCjvQHSQ/s1600-h/NM,+Filing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBWd_ufI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jYGfCjvQHSQ/s400/NM,+Filing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305061163858377202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBbMjypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PFDO4FSap-M/s1600-h/NM,+TA.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBbMjypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PFDO4FSap-M/s400/NM,+TA.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305061165127420562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBMAhMrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8uweeQw7EuM/s1600-h/NM,+D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZ9dBMAhMrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8uweeQw7EuM/s400/NM,+D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305061161050387122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For more "New Math" go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.morenewmath.com/all/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6909434606091642118?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6909434606091642118/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-8628781827448542845</id><published>2009-02-19T23:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:09:53.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Oh Snap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Giving and Taking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'I never give a kiss,' says Prue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'To naughty man, for I abhor it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She will not give a kiss, 'tis true:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She'll take one, though, and thank you for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Thomas Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"To a Living Author"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Your comedy I've read, my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And like the half you pilfered, best;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But sure the piece you yet may mend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take courage, man! and steal the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8628781827448542845?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1757017114605507986</id><published>2009-02-18T21:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:57:09.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>A Cryptogram</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A young lady was supposed to go out to lunch with her friend. She waited for about an hour or so but her friend did not show up at her house. She then proceeded to pin the following note on her front door for her friend to see and went to eat lunch alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZzIZsBcT7I/AAAAAAAAADg/TDFHrgT5L4U/s1600-h/Cryptogram.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZzIZsBcT7I/AAAAAAAAADg/TDFHrgT5L4U/s400/Cryptogram.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304334804775096242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;How does this message read? Here are a few hints to help you: 1) "G a" express a little message in French, 2) the numbers express how she feels in English, and 3) "PS." is a reference to her name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Despite these hints this cryptogram is very difficult. However, it is clever and interesting. Enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1757017114605507986?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1757017114605507986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/cryptogram.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1757017114605507986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1757017114605507986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/cryptogram.html' title='A Cryptogram'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SZzIZsBcT7I/AAAAAAAAADg/TDFHrgT5L4U/s72-c/Cryptogram.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7003312651899446979</id><published>2009-02-17T00:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:37:49.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winkelmann und sein Jahrhundert&lt;/span&gt;, Goethe states that the workers of mosaics in Rome use about 15,000 varieties of color. Furthermore, they can use 50 shades of each variety meaning that they roughly have 750,000 various colors at their disposal. Even so, the workers say this is not enough to create all the designs they want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7003312651899446979?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7003312651899446979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/colors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7003312651899446979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7003312651899446979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/colors.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6675171426060081681</id><published>2009-02-17T00:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:19:52.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Difference between the English Poets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here is what someone sees as the differences among the English poets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Chaucer describes men and things as they are ; Shakespeare, as they would be under the circumstances supposed ; Spenser, as we would wish them to be ; Milton, as they ought to be ; Byron, as they ought not to be; and Shelley, as they never can be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6675171426060081681?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6675171426060081681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/difference-between-english-poets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6675171426060081681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6675171426060081681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/difference-between-english-poets.html' title='Difference between the English Poets'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3869577205841926380</id><published>2009-02-15T03:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T03:59:48.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Schott and Willing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Schott and Willing did engage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In duel fierce and hot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Schott shot Willing willingly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And Willing he shot Schott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The shot Schott shot made Willing quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A spectacle to see;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While Willing's willing shot went right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Through Schott's anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3869577205841926380?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3869577205841926380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/schott-and-willing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3869577205841926380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3869577205841926380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/schott-and-willing.html' title='Schott and Willing'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-252722248324565211</id><published>2009-02-15T02:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T02:29:05.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I slept 10 hours yesterday. I think I needed that, but it caused me to miss yesterday's post. Oh well, I guess it was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Happy Late Valentines Day everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-252722248324565211?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/252722248324565211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/252722248324565211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/252722248324565211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3790986892370251008</id><published>2009-02-13T22:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:10:14.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>The Sand Reckoner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In the second century BC Archimedes of Syracuse estimated that it would take 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;63&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; grains of sand to completely fill up the known universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3790986892370251008?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3790986892370251008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/sand-reckoner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3790986892370251008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3790986892370251008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/sand-reckoner.html' title='The Sand Reckoner'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6978166803958990459</id><published>2009-02-12T20:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:09:31.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><title type='text'>Curious Epitaphs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Found in a New England Graveyard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here lies John Auricular,&lt;br /&gt;Who in the ways of the Lord walked perpendicular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tomb of an auctioneer at Greenwood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going, going, GONE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tomb of Sir John Strange, a barrister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here lies an honest lawyer - that is Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found in Torrington churchyard, Devon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was - but words are wanting to say what.&lt;br /&gt;Think what a woman should be - she was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman should be both a wife and mother,&lt;br /&gt;But Jenny Jones was neither one nor t'other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6978166803958990459?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6978166803958990459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/curious-epitaphs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6978166803958990459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6978166803958990459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/curious-epitaphs.html' title='Curious Epitaphs'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4531163155864571135</id><published>2009-02-11T23:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:59:15.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Be as decent as you can. Don't believe without evidence. Treat things divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; with marked respect -- don't have anything to do with them. Do not trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; humanity without collateral security; it will play you some scurvy trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Remember that it hurts no one to be treated as an enemy entitled to respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; until he shall prove himself a friend worthy of affection. Cultivate a taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; for distasteful truths. And, finally, most important of all, endeavor to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; things as they are, not as they ought to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Ambrose Bierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do you agree or disagree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Note: I don't always agree with every quote I post. I just aim to give you something to mull over, if only for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4531163155864571135?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4531163155864571135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-of-wisdom_11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4531163155864571135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4531163155864571135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-of-wisdom_11.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7814309419124726236</id><published>2009-02-11T23:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:52:25.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The Clod and the Pebble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here is a poem I really like, although I don't know why. Maybe I just like the idea of singing clay and warbling pebbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Clod and the Pebble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Love seeketh not Itself to please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nor for itself hath any care;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But for another gives its ease,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    So sang a little Clod of Clay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    Trodden with the cattle's feet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    But a pebble of the brook,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    Warbled out these metres meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love seeketh only Self to please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To bind another to Its delight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Joys in another's loss of ease,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~William Blake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7814309419124726236?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7814309419124726236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/clod-and-pebble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7814309419124726236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7814309419124726236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/clod-and-pebble.html' title='The Clod and the Pebble'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6975546013041261931</id><published>2009-02-10T21:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:13:59.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Nothing is Indispensable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here is a grook (a short aphoristic poem) to warn the universe against megalomania:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The universe may&lt;br /&gt;be as great as they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But it wouldn't be missed&lt;br /&gt;if it didn't exist."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Piet Hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6975546013041261931?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6975546013041261931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-is-indispensable.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6975546013041261931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6975546013041261931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-is-indispensable.html' title='Nothing is Indispensable'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1576047470219513957</id><published>2009-02-09T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:47:54.711-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>The Peccavi Pun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In the 19th century General Charles Napier of the British Army arrived at the province of Sindh, then a part of India but now part of Pakistan. Since this was a time of great and rapid British expansion in India, British leaders feared that they were over extending themselves and would thus be unable to effectively manage a territory as far north as Sindh. Napier was thus given direct orders to not capture Sindh. Napier, however, quickly noticed that there was very little resistance in the territory and so he decided to take it anyway, which he did with little trouble. After the capture, he is said to have reported the conquest by sending back a one-word message - "Peccavi" - which is Latin for "I have sinned." Peccavi here meant both "I have Sindh" and "I have sinned", since he took the province but at the same time disobeyed superior orders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1576047470219513957?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1576047470219513957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/peccavi-pun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1576047470219513957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1576047470219513957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/peccavi-pun.html' title='The Peccavi Pun'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4548769837612696014</id><published>2009-02-08T21:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:18:22.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>World's Funniest Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In 2002 Richard Wiseman of the University of Hertfordshire conducted an experiment to find the world's most appealing joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top joke was:&lt;br /&gt;A couple of New Jersey hunters are out in the woods when one of them falls to the ground. He doesn’t seem to be breathing, his eyes are rolled back in his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps to the operator: “My friend is dead! What can I do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operator, in a calm, soothing voice, says: “Just take it easy. I can help. First, let’s make sure he’s dead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a silence, then a shot is heard. The guy’s voice comes back on the line. He says: “Okay, now what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second place joke was:&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson go on a camping trip. After a good dinner and a bottle of wine, they retire for the night, and go to sleep. Some hours later, Holmes wakes up and nudges his faithful friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see millions and millions of stars, Holmes,” replies Watson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And what do you deduce from that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watson ponders for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are a small and insignificant part of the universe. What does it tell you, Holmes?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes is silent for a moment. ‘Watson, you idiot!” he says. “Someone has stolen our tent!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By country the funniest jokes were:&lt;br /&gt;England and the UK - A woman gets on a bus with her baby. The bus driver says: “That’s the ugliest baby that I’ve ever seen. Ugh!” The woman goes to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming. She says to a man next to her: “The driver just insulted me!” The man says: “You go right up there and tell him off – go ahead, I’ll hold your monkey for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. - A man and a friend are playing golf one day at their local golf course. One of the guys is about to chip onto the green when he sees a long funeral procession on the road next to the course. He stops in mid-swing, takes off his golf cap, closes his eyes, and bows down in prayer. His friend says: “Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen. You truly are a kind man.” The man then replies: “Yeah, well we were married 35 years.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada - When NASA first started sending up astronauts, they quickly discovered that ballpoint pens would not work in zero gravity. To combat the problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 billion to develop a pen that writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to 300 C. The Russians used a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austria - This woman rushed to see her doctor, looking very much worried and all strung out. She rattles off: “Doctor, take a look at me. When I woke up this morning, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my hair all wiry and frazzled up, my skin was all wrinkled and pasty, my eyes were bloodshot and bugging out, and I had this corpse-like look on my face! What’s WRONG with me, Doctor!?”&lt;br /&gt;The doctor looks her over for a couple of minutes, then calmly says: “Well, I can tell you that there ain’t nothing wrong with your eyesight….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belgium - Why do ducks have webbed feet?&lt;br /&gt;To stamp out fires.&lt;br /&gt;Why do elephants have flat feet?&lt;br /&gt;To stamp out burning ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany - A general noticed one of his soldiers behaving oddly. The soldier would pick up any piece of paper he found, frown and say: “That’s not it” and put it down again. This went on for some time, until the general arranged to have the soldier psychologically tested. The psychologist concluded that the soldier was deranged, and wrote out his discharge from the army. The soldier picked it up, smiled and said: “That’s it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4548769837612696014?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4548769837612696014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/worlds-funniest-joke.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4548769837612696014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4548769837612696014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/worlds-funniest-joke.html' title='World&apos;s Funniest Joke'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7669877527754068100</id><published>2009-02-07T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:46:42.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Emperor Norton I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;There have been many great characters in history. The following is a brief account on one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Abraham Norton (c. 1819 – January 8, 1880), the self-proclaimed His Imperial Majesty Emperor Norton I, was a celebrated citizen of San Francisco, California, who in 1859 proclaimed himself "Emperor of these United States" and "Protector of Mexico." Born in London, Norton spent most of his early life in South Africa; he emigrated to San Francisco in 1849 after receiving a bequest of $40,000 from his father's estate. Norton initially made a living as a businessman, but he lost his fortune investing in Peruvian rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After losing a lawsuit in which he tried to void his rice contract, Norton left San Francisco. He returned a few years later, apparently mentally unbalanced, claiming to be the emperor of the United States. Although he had no political power, and his influence extended only so far as he was humored by those around him, he was treated deferentially in San Francisco, and currency issued in his name was honored in the establishments he frequented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he was considered insane, or at least highly eccentric, the citizens of San Francisco celebrated his regal presence and his proclamations, most famously, his "order" that the United States Congress be dissolved by force (which Congress and the U.S. Army ignored) and his numerous decrees calling for a bridge and a tunnel to be built across San Francisco Bay. On January 8, 1880, Norton collapsed at a street corner, and died before he could be given medical treatment. The following day, nearly 30,000 people packed the streets of San Francisco to pay homage to Norton. The San Francisco Chronicle published his obituary on its front page under the headline "Le Roi est Mort" ("The King is Dead"). In a tone tinged with sadness, the article respectfully reported the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the reeking pavement, in the darkness of a moonless night under the dripping rain, and surrounded by a hastily gathered crowd of wondering strangers, Norton I, by the grace of God, Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico, departed this life. Other sovereigns have died with no more of kindly care--other sovereigns have died as they have lived with all the pomp of earthly majesty, but death having touched them, Norton I rises up the exact peer of the haughtiest King or Kaiser that ever wore a crown. Perhaps he will rise more than the peer of most of them. He had a better claim to kindly consideration than that his lot 'forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne and shut the gates of mercy on mankind.' Through his harmless proclamations can always be traced an innate gentleness of heat, a desire to effect uses and a courtesy, the possession of which would materially improve the bitterful living princes whose names will naturally suggest themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This information is taken from Emperor Norton's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emperor_Norton"&gt;wikipedia page&lt;/a&gt;. For more information please go &lt;a href="http://www.sfmuseum.org/hist1/norton.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.molossia.org/norton.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.sfhistoryencyclopedia.com/articles/n/nortonJoshua.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. His complete obituary is &lt;a href="http://www.notfrisco.com/colmatales/norton/nobit.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7669877527754068100?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7669877527754068100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/emperor-norton-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7669877527754068100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7669877527754068100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/emperor-norton-i.html' title='Emperor Norton I'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3985815543186547692</id><published>2009-02-06T21:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:40:17.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Brevity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A Mr. McNair once wrote to his nephew the following letter:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nephew,&lt;br /&gt;      ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nephew replied with this:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Uncle,&lt;br /&gt;     :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle meant "See my coal on" (See to it that my coal is shipped), which was expressed by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;se-mi-col-on&lt;/span&gt;, to which the nephew responded "Coal on" (Coal shipped), expressed by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;col-on&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3985815543186547692?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3985815543186547692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/brevity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3985815543186547692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3985815543186547692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/brevity.html' title='Brevity'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6423454028656676516</id><published>2009-02-05T19:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:03:26.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>Toxic Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;About 8:15 in the evening on February 19, 1994, Gloria Ramirez was brought into the emergency room by paramedics, suffering from the effects of advanced cervical cancer. She was extremely confused, and suffering from bradycardia and Cheyne-Stokes respiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medical staff injected her with Valium, Versed, and Ativan to sedate her, and agents such as lidocaine to stimulate her heartbeat. When it became clear that Ramirez was responding poorly to treatment, the staff tried to defibrillate her heart with electricity; at that point several people saw an oily sheen covering Ramirez’s body, and some noticed a fruity, garlicky odor that they thought was coming from her mouth. A registered nurse named Susan Kane attempted to draw blood from Ramirez's arm, and noticed an ammonia like smell coming from the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed the syringe to Julie Gorchynski, a medical resident who noticed manila-colored particles floating in the blood. At this point, Susan Kane fainted and was removed from the room. Shortly thereafter, Dr. Gorchynski began to feel nauseated . Complaining that she was light-headed, she left the trauma room and sat at a nurse’s desk. A staff member asked Gorchynski if she was okay, but before she could respond she also fainted. Maureen Welch, a respiratory therapist who was assisting in the trauma room was the third to pass out. The staff was then ordered to evacuate all emergency room patients to the parking lot outside the hospital. A skeleton crew stayed behind to stabilize Ramirez. At 8:50, after forty five minutes of CPR and defibrillation, Gloria Ramirez was pronounced dead from kidney failure related to her cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months after Ramirez died, her badly decomposed body was released for an independent autopsy and burial. The Riverside Coroner's Office hailed Livermore's DMSO conclusion as the probable cause of the hospital workers' symptoms, while her family disagreed. The Ramirez family's pathologist was unable to determine a cause of death because her heart was missing, her other organs were cross-contaminated with fecal matter, and her body was too badly decomposed. Ten weeks after she died, Ramirez was buried in an unmarked grave at Olivewood Cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information go &lt;a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9D01E6D81238F937A3575AC0A962958260"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.straightdope.com/columns/read/999/whats-the-story-on-the-toxic-lady"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://tafkac.org/medical/toxic_lady_faq.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Edited by Weber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6423454028656676516?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6423454028656676516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/toxic-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6423454028656676516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6423454028656676516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/toxic-lady.html' title='Toxic Lady'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2027219181024337819</id><published>2009-02-04T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:57:28.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>McDonald's Theory of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In a 1996 New York Times article economist Thomas L. Friedman first stated the following popular fact: "no two countries that both have a McDonald's have ever fought a war against each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not true. The following pairs of countries both have a McDonald's and have gone to war, thus breaking this theory: Georgia and Russia and Israel and Lebanon. There might be more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2027219181024337819?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2027219181024337819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/mcdonalds-theory-of-war.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2027219181024337819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2027219181024337819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/mcdonalds-theory-of-war.html' title='McDonald&apos;s Theory of War'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3363405336261192122</id><published>2009-02-03T21:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:17:10.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Проснись</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Here are some great examples of photo manipulations by LiveJournal user tebe_interesno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IS8D7ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/j9Z7rqcxjZ0/s1600-h/tebe03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IS8D7ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/j9Z7rqcxjZ0/s400/tebe03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298759982031039890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IbxIS0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/mVWWXB443i4/s1600-h/tebe02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IbxIS0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/mVWWXB443i4/s400/tebe02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298759984401107778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IXQIIXI/AAAAAAAAADI/x0JFbgrmJt0/s1600-h/tebe01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IXQIIXI/AAAAAAAAADI/x0JFbgrmJt0/s400/tebe01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298759983188943218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IG4S5SI/AAAAAAAAADA/0zwRkcf8dfA/s1600-h/tebe05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IG4S5SI/AAAAAAAAADA/0zwRkcf8dfA/s400/tebe05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298759978794018082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IOFy-yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Q6nuzeWn6AQ/s1600-h/tebe04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IOFy-yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Q6nuzeWn6AQ/s400/tebe04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298759980729695010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;For more amazing examples of his work go &lt;a href="http://tebe-interesno.livejournal.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3363405336261192122?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3363405336261192122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3363405336261192122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3363405336261192122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Проснись'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SYj6IS8D7ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/j9Z7rqcxjZ0/s72-c/tebe03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3326579694224121034</id><published>2009-02-02T20:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:57:53.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;"The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Horace Walpole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It has been said that for those who 'feel', life is a tragedy and for those who 'think', it is a comedy. There is no need to live only half a life. For those who both think and feel, life is an adventure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Theodore Zeldin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3326579694224121034?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3326579694224121034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3326579694224121034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3326579694224121034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1235241053705374147</id><published>2009-02-01T14:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:41:20.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>Archimedes' Cattle Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This problem, which Archimedes sent to the mathematicians of Alexandria to investigate, involves computing the number of cattle in a herd of the sun god from a given set of restrictions. It was originally stated in the form of a 44 line poem in Greek. The following is an English translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;f thou art diligent and wise, O stranger, compute the number of cattle of the Sun, who once upon a time grazed on the fields of the Thrinacian isle of Sicily, divided into four herds of different colours, one milk white, another a glossy black, a third yellow and the last dappled. In each herd were bulls, mighty in number according to these proportions: Understand, stranger, that the white bulls were equal to a half and a third of the black together with the whole of the yellow, while the black were equal to the fourth part of the dappled and a fifth, together with, once more, the whole of the yellow. Observe further that the remaining bulls, the dappled, were equal to a sixth part of the white and a seventh, together with all of the yellow. These were the proportions of the cows: The white were precisely equal to the third part and a fourth of the whole herd of the black; while the black were equal to the fourth part once more of the dappled and with it a fifth part, when all, including the bulls, went to pasture together. Now the dappled in four parts were equal in number to a fifth part and a sixth of the yellow herd. Finally the yellow were in number equal to a sixth part and a seventh of the white herd. If thou canst accurately tell, O stranger, the number of cattle of the Sun, giving separately the number of well-fed bulls and again the number of females according to each colour, thou wouldst not be called unskilled or ignorant of numbers, but not yet shalt thou be numbered among the wise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But come, understand also all these conditions regarding the cattle of the Sun. When the white bulls mingled their number with the black, they stood firm, equal in depth and breadth, and the plains of Thrinacia, stretching far in all ways, were filled with their multitude. Again, when the yellow and the dappled bulls were gathered into one herd they stood in such a manner that their number, beginning from one, grew slowly greater till it completed a triangular figure, there being no bulls of other colours in their midst nor none of them lacking. If thou art able, O stranger, to find out all these things and gather them together in your mind, giving all the relations, thou shalt depart crowned with glory and knowing that thou hast been adjudged perfect in this species of wisdom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you solve the first part and thereby "not be called unskilled or ignorant of numbers"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you solve the second part and thereby "depart crowned with glory and knowing that thou hast been adjudged perfect in this species of wisdom"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;[Note: Part 1 is definitely doable. Part 2 is considerably more difficult.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1235241053705374147?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1235241053705374147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/archimedes-cattle-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1235241053705374147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1235241053705374147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/02/archimedes-cattle-problem.html' title='Archimedes&apos; Cattle Problem'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6720212811392279944</id><published>2009-01-31T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:30:59.342-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"To Our bed"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In bed we laugh, in bed we cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And, born in bed, in bed we die;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The near approach a bed may show       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Of human bliss to human woe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Dr. Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6720212811392279944?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6720212811392279944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-our-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6720212811392279944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6720212811392279944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-our-bed.html' title='&quot;To Our bed&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-9024762456119571867</id><published>2009-01-30T18:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:42:09.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><title type='text'>Eleazar Maccabeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;During the battle of Beth-zechariah, Eleazar saw a war elephant carrying special armor. Thinking that this was a sign that it carried the enemy Seleucid King Antiochus V, Eleazar decided to perform the heroic act of killing the elephant and the king. He got under the elephant and thrust his spear into its stomach. The elephant died but its dead body fell on top of Eleazar, killing him as well. It turns out that the elephant was not even carrying the king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eleazar_Maccabeus"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; is Eleazar's wikipedia page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-9024762456119571867?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/9024762456119571867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/eleazar-maccabeus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/9024762456119571867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/9024762456119571867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/eleazar-maccabeus.html' title='Eleazar Maccabeus'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-8703349622126787378</id><published>2009-01-29T23:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:58:20.055-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>The Female Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the fall of 1816 a strange ship arrived at Alexandria, Virginia. Two people emerged from the vessel, a man and his wife, and walked into Gadsby's Tavern Hotel (then called City Hotel). The hotel owner's wife immediately called a doctor for the woman was clearly very ill. Despite medical attendance the woman grew sicker every day. The man then summoned the doctor, the entire hotel staff, and the owner and his wife. He asked them all an unusual request: he asked that everyone present in the room swear an oath to never reveal the man or his wife's identity. Everyone agreed and took the secret to their graves. Several days after the oath was taken the woman died. To this day the man and the woman's identities remain unknown. The man buried his wife at St. Paul's Cemetary in Alexandria, Virginia. Her gravestone has the following engraving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"To the Memory of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; FEMALE STRANGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; whose mortal sufferings terminated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; on the 14th day of October 1816&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Aged 23 years and 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; This stone is placed here by her disconsolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Husband in whose arms she sighed out her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; latest breath and who under God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; did his utmost even to soothe the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; dead ear of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; How loved how valued once avails thee not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; To whom related or by whom begot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; A heap of dust alone remains of thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Tis all thou art and all the proud shall be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; To him gave all the Prophets witness that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; through his name whosoever believeth in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;him shall receive remission of sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Acts.10th Chap.43rd verse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For more information please go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://subvatican.com/femalestranger.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8703349622126787378?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/8703349622126787378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/female-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8703349622126787378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8703349622126787378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/female-stranger.html' title='The Female Stranger'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4979354487976265525</id><published>2009-01-28T18:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:55:07.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>Ancient Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In Ancient Egypt both men and women wore make up. The colors varied but two of the more common ones were green (copper based) and black (lead based). The make up was primarily used as protection from the sun, but many believed that it had healing powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Some pyramid builders left behind graffiti on the pyramids they built. They wrote such things as "Friends of Kufu" and "Drunkards of Menkaure." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Some more facts can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/pyramids/pyramids.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4979354487976265525?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4979354487976265525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/ancient-egypt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4979354487976265525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4979354487976265525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/ancient-egypt.html' title='Ancient Egypt'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2629566381981334891</id><published>2009-01-27T17:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:34:24.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Long Exposure Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here are some stunning examples of long exposure photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kh2PTvqI/AAAAAAAAACw/O3Qgx-viDuE/s1600-h/LO5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kh2PTvqI/AAAAAAAAACw/O3Qgx-viDuE/s400/LO5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296104000911031970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Image by Express Monorail - Exposure: 10.9 sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kht7rZrI/AAAAAAAAACo/vcJrZR-rP9k/s1600-h/LO4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kht7rZrI/AAAAAAAAACo/vcJrZR-rP9k/s400/LO4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103998681212594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Image by MumbleyJoe - Exposure: 31.9 sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-KhX3A8nI/AAAAAAAAACg/XD1ykwyEDd8/s1600-h/LO3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-KhX3A8nI/AAAAAAAAACg/XD1ykwyEDd8/s400/LO3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103992756073074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Image by Insight Imaging: John A Ryan Photography - Exposure: 30 sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-KhPArqZI/AAAAAAAAACY/cJpLQVEt0Uk/s1600-h/LO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-KhPArqZI/AAAAAAAAACY/cJpLQVEt0Uk/s400/LO2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103990380702098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Image by Matthew Fang - Exposure: 117.4 sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kg3E14bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hQsxnW4OSlE/s1600-h/LO1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kg3E14bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hQsxnW4OSlE/s400/LO1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103983955698098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Image by MumbleyJoe - Exposure: 114 sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For more examples go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://digital-photography-school.com/long-exposure-photography"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2629566381981334891?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2629566381981334891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-exposure-photography.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2629566381981334891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2629566381981334891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-exposure-photography.html' title='Long Exposure Photography'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SX-Kh2PTvqI/AAAAAAAAACw/O3Qgx-viDuE/s72-c/LO5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1828229055347219095</id><published>2009-01-26T23:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:54:29.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"To a Capricious Friend"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In all thy humors, whether grave or mellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thou'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen about thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is no living with thee, nor without thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Joseph Addison (translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1828229055347219095?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1828229055347219095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-capricious-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1828229055347219095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1828229055347219095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-capricious-friend.html' title='&quot;To a Capricious Friend&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6419313851093380364</id><published>2009-01-25T23:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:34:02.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>The Beast of Gévaudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Beast of Gévaudan is a name given to man-eating wolf-like animals that terrorized the former province of Gévaudan (modern day département of Lozère), in the Margeride Mountains in south-central France from 1764 to 1767 over an area stretching 90 by 80 kilometres (56 mi × 50 mi). The beasts were consistently described by eyewitnesses as having formidable teeth and immense tails. Their fur had a reddish tinge, and was said to have emitted an unbearable odor. They killed their victims by tearing at their throats with their teeth. The number of victims claimed by the beasts differ according to source, however, de Beaufort (1987) estimated a toll of 210 attacks resulting in 113 deaths and 49 injuries. Ninety-eight of the victims killed were partially eaten. Author Brockis claims 25 women, 68 children, and 6 men were killed, with over 30 others injured. An enormous amount of manpower and resources was used in the hunting of the animals, including the army, conscripted civilians, several nobles and a number of royal huntsmen. All animals operated outside of ordinary wolf packs, though eyewitness accounts indicate that in some instances they were accompanied by a smaller female which did not take part in the attacks. Ultimately 2 of the beasts were killed, but none of their remains were preserved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Gévaudan attacks were not considered isolated events. A century earlier, similar killings occurred in 1693 at Benais, in which over 100 victims, almost all of them women and children, were claimed by a creature described as exactly resembling the Gévaudan Beasts. Four decades after the Gévaudan attacks, more attacks occurred between 1809 and 1813 in Vivarais, when at least 21 children and adolescents were killed by another beast. From 1875 to 1879, more attacks occurred in L'Indre. All these killings, including the Gévaudan attacks, seem to have occurred mostly in four year periods. Attacks by wolf-like creatures continued to be reported in France up until 1954.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These creatures have never been identified. Some think they were a kind of wolf while others think they were a punishment from God. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beast_of_G%C3%A9vaudan"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; is the wikipedia article where this information comes from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since August 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6419313851093380364?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6419313851093380364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/beast-of-gvaudan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6419313851093380364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6419313851093380364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/beast-of-gvaudan.html' title='The Beast of Gévaudan'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-9032793146519404126</id><published>2009-01-24T23:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:00:34.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"It is well to know something of the manners of various peoples, in order to more sanely judge our own, and that we do not think that everything against our modes is ridiculous, and against reason, as those who have seen nothing are accustomed to think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Rene Descartes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-9032793146519404126?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/9032793146519404126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_4140.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/9032793146519404126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/9032793146519404126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_4140.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5765676812214709487</id><published>2009-01-23T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:54:48.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"I'm lost, but I'm making record time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Allan Lamport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5765676812214709487?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5765676812214709487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5765676812214709487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5765676812214709487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_23.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4358764367650800467</id><published>2009-01-22T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:25:35.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Astonish Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The following are from Roger-Pol Droit's book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Astonish Yourself! 101 Experiments in the Philosophy of Everyday Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (2003).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Call yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Empty a word of its meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Look in vain for "I"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Make the world last twenty minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;See the stars below you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;See a landscape as a stretched canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lose something and not know what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Recall where you were this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hurt yourself briefly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Feel eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Telephone at random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rediscover your room after a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Drink while urinating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Make a wall between your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Walk in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dream of all the places in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Peel an apple in your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Visualize a pile of human organs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Imagine yourself high up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Imagine your imminent death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Try to measure existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Count to a thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dread the arrival of the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Run in a graveyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Play the fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Watch a woman at her window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Invent lives for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Look at people from a moving car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Follow the movement of ants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eat a nameless substance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Watch dust in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Resist tiredness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Overeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Play the animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Contemplate a dead bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Come across a childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wait while doing nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Try not to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Go to the hairdresser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Shower with your eyes closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sleep on your front in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Go to the circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Try on clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Calligraphize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Light a fire in the hearth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Be aware of yourself speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Weep at the cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meet up with friends after several years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Browse at the bookseller's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Become music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pull out a hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Walk in an imaginary forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Demonstrate on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Stay in the hammock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Invent headlines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Listen to short-wave radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Turn off the sound on the TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Redisover a childhood scene that seemed larger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Get used to eating something you don't like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fast for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rant for ten minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Drive through a forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Give without thinking about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Look for a blue food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Become a saint or sinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Recover lost memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Watch someone sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Work on a holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Consider humanity to be an error&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Inhabit the planet of small gestures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Disconnect the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Smile at a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Enter the space of a painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Leave the cinema in daytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Plunge into cold water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Seek out immutable landscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Listen to a recording of your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tell a stranger she is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Believe in the existence of a smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wake up without knowing where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Descend an interminable staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Swallow your emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fix the ephemeral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Decorate a room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Laugh at an idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vanish at a pavement cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Row on a lake in your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Prowl at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Become attached to an object&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sing the praises of Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Play with a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Encounter pure chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Recite the telephone directory on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Think about what other people are doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Practice make-believe everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kill people in your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take the subway without going anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Remove your watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Put up with a chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Clean up after the party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Find the infinitesimal caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bookcopy"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Try doing one a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4358764367650800467?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4358764367650800467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/astonish-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4358764367650800467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4358764367650800467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/astonish-yourself.html' title='Astonish Yourself'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7230498670343551006</id><published>2009-01-21T23:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:21:14.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>A Father, Mother, and Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;I have been in a "puzzle mood" lately. Here is one more. This one is a bit more difficult than the last two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ages of a father, mother, and son add up to 70. The father is 6 times as old as the son. When the father is twice as old as the son, the combined age of the three is 140. How old is the mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7230498670343551006?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7230498670343551006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/father-mother-and-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7230498670343551006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7230498670343551006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/father-mother-and-son.html' title='A Father, Mother, and Son'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3870249581141253800</id><published>2009-01-20T21:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:21:54.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>Multiplication and Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We all know that 2 + 2 =  4 and 2 x 2 = 4. We also know that 0 + 0 = 0 and 0 x 0 = 0. Are there any other positive numbers A and B such that A + B = A x B = C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[As before, please do not post an answer as a comment. Feel free to email me a response. To prevent redundancy, this applies to all puzzles and problems hereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Armando]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3870249581141253800?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3870249581141253800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/multiplication-and-addition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3870249581141253800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3870249581141253800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/multiplication-and-addition.html' title='Multiplication and Addition'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1084521911495971657</id><published>2009-01-19T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:25:42.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Topsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Topsy the elephant, who performed with the Forepaugh Circus, had killed three men in three years (the last being a drunk trainer who mistreated her). Her owners, seeing her as a threat, decided that she had to be executed. After discussing several means of execution Thomas Edison suggested electrocuting her with alternating current. On January 4, 1903 Topsy was given copper-lined sandals, was covered in electrodes, and then received the current from a 6,600 volt AC source. She died in a matter of seconds. Edison captured the whole event on film and later released it under the title "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Electrocuting an Elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;." On July 20, 2003 a memorial was erected for Topsy at the Coney island museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/77/Electrocuting_an_Elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/77/Electrocuting_an_Elephant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Topsy_%28elephant%29"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; is Topsy's wikipedia page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.roadsideamerica.com/pet/topsy.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; is more information on the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1084521911495971657?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1084521911495971657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/topsy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1084521911495971657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1084521911495971657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/topsy.html' title='Topsy'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7442878498265408373</id><published>2009-01-18T21:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:20:03.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>A Tricky Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Can you think of 5 odd figures that add up to 14?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[The answer will be given in a later post. No cheating please. This is for your own amusement. If you would like to give an answer you can email me. Please &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; post it as a comment so that others can have the chance of solving it for themselves. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Armando]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7442878498265408373?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7442878498265408373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/tricky-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7442878498265408373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7442878498265408373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/tricky-problem.html' title='A Tricky Problem'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2006156837062002778</id><published>2009-01-17T23:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:49:51.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>Lethal Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In 19th century England, anyone who attempted suicide and failed faced the death penalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2006156837062002778?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2006156837062002778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/lethal-irony.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2006156837062002778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2006156837062002778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/lethal-irony.html' title='Lethal Irony'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-590459150398275284</id><published>2009-01-16T22:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:30:40.292-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>"As I've Matured..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As I've Matured...&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that one good turn gets most of the blankets.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just jackasses.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that whatever hits the fan will not be evenly distributed.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others - they are more screwed up than you think.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it is not what you wear; it is how you take it off.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can keep vomiting long after you think you're finished.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to not sweat the petty things, and not pet the sweaty things.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that ex's are like fungus, and keep coming back.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned age is a very high price to pay for maturity.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, unless we are celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that 99% of the time when something isn't working in your house, one of your kids did it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that there is a fine line between genius and insanity.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away. And the real pains in the ass are permanent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-590459150398275284?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/590459150398275284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-ive-matured.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/590459150398275284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/590459150398275284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-ive-matured.html' title='&quot;As I&apos;ve Matured...&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6016118978635342125</id><published>2009-01-15T18:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:52:49.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"The Fool and the Poet"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sir, I admit your general rule,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  That every poet is a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  But you yourself may serve to show it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  Every fool is not a poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Alexander Pope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6016118978635342125?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6016118978635342125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/fool-and-poet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6016118978635342125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6016118978635342125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/fool-and-poet.html' title='&quot;The Fool and the Poet&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7419091993686750432</id><published>2009-01-14T19:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:51:57.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Attribution --&gt; &lt;div class="attribution"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“If triangles made a god, they would give him three sides.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Montesquieu, &lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persian Letters &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(1721) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7419091993686750432?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7419091993686750432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7419091993686750432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7419091993686750432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_14.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4015770466791173699</id><published>2009-01-13T21:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:00:52.012-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puzzles'/><title type='text'>Snowball Sentence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;The following are two snowball sentences from Dmitri A. Borgmann's book &lt;i&gt;Language on Vacation: An Olio of Orthographical Oddities &lt;/i&gt;(1965). Each word is one letter longer than the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"I am not very happy acting pleased whenever prominent scientists overmagnify intellectual enlightenment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"I do not know where family doctors acquired illegibly perplexing handwriting; nevertheless, extraordinary pharmaceutical intellectuality, counterbalancing indecipherability, transcendentalizes intercommunications' incomprehensibleness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Can you come up with a longer one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4015770466791173699?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4015770466791173699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowball-sentence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4015770466791173699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4015770466791173699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowball-sentence.html' title='Snowball Sentence'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5619864724524247075</id><published>2009-01-12T21:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:52:55.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>How Old Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The following set of pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; show the same 20-year-old model in different ages. Only make-up and lighting were used. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographers: Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin&lt;br /&gt;Model: Eniko Mihalik&lt;br /&gt;Fashion Editor/Stylist: Carine Roitfeld&lt;br /&gt;Makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Artist: Lisa Butler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hair Stylist: Marc Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwApXueyoI/AAAAAAAAABg/dMUzqRFoAOc/s1600-h/M10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwApXueyoI/AAAAAAAAABg/dMUzqRFoAOc/s400/M10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290604372997098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwAp59OumI/AAAAAAAAABo/9dHh13mO-4E/s1600-h/M20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwAp59OumI/AAAAAAAAABo/9dHh13mO-4E/s400/M20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290604382185765474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Age 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwApwstFrI/AAAAAAAAABw/GBcn5N8wJyA/s1600-h/M30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwApwstFrI/AAAAAAAAABw/GBcn5N8wJyA/s400/M30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290604379700532914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Age 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwAqMLI0GI/AAAAAAAAAB4/J-KSIFI5C0I/s1600-h/M40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwAqMLI0GI/AAAAAAAAAB4/J-KSIFI5C0I/s400/M40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290604387075936354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Age 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwAqZzMgzI/AAAAAAAAACA/7D9MkrVxqys/s1600-h/M50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwAqZzMgzI/AAAAAAAAACA/7D9MkrVxqys/s400/M50.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290604390733611826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwBjcq9LPI/AAAAAAAAACI/QUiVqCug5iI/s1600-h/M60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwBjcq9LPI/AAAAAAAAACI/QUiVqCug5iI/s400/M60.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290605370756902130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="wk-crew"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="wk-client"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vogue Paris&lt;/span&gt; (November 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5619864724524247075?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5619864724524247075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-old-are-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5619864724524247075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5619864724524247075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-old-are-you.html' title='How Old Are You?'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWwApXueyoI/AAAAAAAAABg/dMUzqRFoAOc/s72-c/M10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6792842507031827742</id><published>2009-01-11T19:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:41:49.195-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Rejection Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The college application process has just about ended this year. This year it will be especially difficult to receive an acceptance letter from top colleges. It is very likely that you will receive a number of rejections. If this happens, perhaps the following sample letter will come in  handy (it is a modification of a rejection letter I found online). This sample contains information that would have been pertinent to me had I been in such a situation. Replace everything in italics with your appropriate information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princeton Admissions Committee&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your letter of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;April 1&lt;/span&gt;.  After careful consideration, I regret to inform you that I am unable to accept your refusal to offer me a place in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princeton&lt;/span&gt; Class of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have been particularly fortunate in receiving an unusually large number of rejection letters.  With such a varied and promising field of candidates, it is impossible for me to accept all refusals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite your outstanding qualifications and previous experience in rejecting applicants, I find that your rejection does not meet my needs at this time.  Therefore, I will assume the position of a (very important) member of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princeton&lt;/span&gt; Class of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt; this upcoming fall.  I look forward to seeing the rest of my classmates then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck in rejecting future applicants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my humorous jab at a fear many students have. There isn't much I can do to help except wish all of those applying my sincerest best wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6792842507031827742?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6792842507031827742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/ultimate-rejection-letter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6792842507031827742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6792842507031827742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/ultimate-rejection-letter.html' title='The Ultimate Rejection Letter'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6733879632685342265</id><published>2009-01-10T20:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:41:07.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It has been a little more than a week since I started this little blog of mine. I thought I could manage two posts per day but this is simply too much work. I have decided to lower my sights to a more realistic one post per day (starting tomorrow). I hope I manage to keep this up long enough to ultimately not consider this enterprise a waste of your time and mine. I also hope that at the very least this blog will give you a moment of amusement. Maybe even two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~Armando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6733879632685342265?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6733879632685342265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-of-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6733879632685342265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6733879632685342265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3211279510732405193</id><published>2009-01-10T19:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:05:15.773-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Pythagoras's Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"One story claims that a young student by the name of Hippasus was idly toying with the number √2, attempting to find the equivalent fraction. Eventually he came to realize that no such fraction existed, i.e. that √2 is an irrational number. Hippasus must have been overjoyed by his discovery, but his master was not. Pythagoras had defined the universe in terms of rational numbers, and the existence of irrational numbers brought his ideal into question. The consequence of Hippasus’ insight should have been a period of discussion and contemplation during which Pythagoras ought to have come to terms with this new source of numbers. However, Pythagoras was unwilling to accept that he was wrong, but at the same time he was unable to destroy Hippasus’ argument by the power of logic. &lt;em&gt;To his eternal shame he sentenced Hippasus to death by drowning.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Simon Singh, from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fermat's Last Theorem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; (1998)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3211279510732405193?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3211279510732405193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/pythagorass-student.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3211279510732405193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3211279510732405193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/pythagorass-student.html' title='Pythagoras&apos;s Student'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2705924875009897403</id><published>2009-01-09T23:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:49:38.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Metal Sculptures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Edouard Martinet creates astonishing  metal sculptures of birds, insects, frogs, and fish using material he finds in junk yards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/grenouille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 358px;" src="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/grenouille.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/poisson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 342px;" src="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/poisson2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/mantis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 366px;" src="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/mantis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/autruche2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/autruche2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For more of his work go to his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.edouardmartinet.com/contents.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2705924875009897403?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2705924875009897403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/metal-sculptures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2705924875009897403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2705924875009897403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/metal-sculptures.html' title='Metal Sculptures'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7544591079758587271</id><published>2009-01-09T23:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:32:59.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>"A Pun-gent Chapter"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The bakers, being ambitious to extend their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-mains, declared that a revolution was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, and, though not exactly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; up to arms, soon reduced their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;crusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; masters to terms. The tailors called a council of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to see what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; could be taken, and, looking upon the bakers as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; of chivalry, decided to follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;; the consequence of which was, that a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;cereous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; insurrection was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lighted up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; among the candle-makers, which, however &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;wick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-ed it might appear in the eyes of some persons, developed traits of character not unworthy of ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;~Theodore Hook, describing a general strike in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7544591079758587271?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7544591079758587271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/pun-gent-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7544591079758587271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7544591079758587271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/pun-gent-chapter.html' title='&quot;A Pun-gent Chapter&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4835237601349642484</id><published>2009-01-08T19:13:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:15:39.275-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Mighty Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On September 12, 1916 Mary the circus elephant killed her assistant trainer Red Eldridge after he apparently poked her behind the ear with a hook as she was about to eat a watermelon rind. The locals immediately demanded her death and newspapers falsified reports that she had killed before. After receiving boycott threats, Charlie Sparks, owner of the circus Mary performed at, decided that the only reasonable way to prevent his business from failing was to publicly execute Mary. On September 13, 1916 Mary was taken to the Clinchfield Railroad yard in Erwin, Tennessee where she was to be hung from an industrial crane. The first attempt failed resulting in Mary receiving a broken hip among other grave injuries. After a thicker chain was place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;d around her neck she was hung again and after a few minutes Mighty Mary died. This incident remains the only known elephant hanging in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/66/Elephantmary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 283px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/66/Elephantmary.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For more info go to Mighty Mary's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mighty_Mary"&gt;wikipedia entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. For a more detailed account go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.themoonlitroad.com/murdermary/murdermary_page001.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4835237601349642484?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4835237601349642484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/mighty-mary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4835237601349642484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4835237601349642484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/mighty-mary.html' title='Mighty Mary'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-8370720079594670947</id><published>2009-01-08T18:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:00:19.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Write Written Right"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Write we know is written right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When it is written write;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But when we see it written wright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We know it is not written right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For write, to have it written right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Must not be written right or wright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nor yet should it be written rite;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But write, for so 'tis written right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8370720079594670947?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/8370720079594670947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/write-written-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8370720079594670947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8370720079594670947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/write-written-right.html' title='&quot;Write Written Right&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-5622076542516852842</id><published>2009-01-07T23:15:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:40:25.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><title type='text'>Tupper's Self-Referential Formula</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jeff Tupper "discovered" the following remarkable formula that when plotted under certain conditions produces the graph shown after. Go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tupper%27s_self-referential_formula"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWWAhaj_r8I/AAAAAAAAABY/5Yr0VKCevi4/s1600-h/Tupper+In.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 42px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWWAhaj_r8I/AAAAAAAAABY/5Yr0VKCevi4/s400/Tupper+In.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288774648970850242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWWAhIX278I/AAAAAAAAABQ/LVxnhFfHFxM/s1600-h/Tupper+Out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWWAhIX278I/AAAAAAAAABQ/LVxnhFfHFxM/s400/Tupper+Out.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288774644088106946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-5622076542516852842?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/5622076542516852842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuppers-self-referential-formula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5622076542516852842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/5622076542516852842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuppers-self-referential-formula.html' title='Tupper&apos;s Self-Referential Formula'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWWAhaj_r8I/AAAAAAAAABY/5Yr0VKCevi4/s72-c/Tupper+In.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-1618054180495898678</id><published>2009-01-07T23:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:13:49.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trivia'/><title type='text'>Tomato!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;An 1893 United States Supreme Court decision (Nix v. Hedden) declared the tomato a vegetable. However, this only applies when dealing with US tariffs. For all other purposes the tomato is a fruit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-1618054180495898678?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/1618054180495898678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1618054180495898678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/1618054180495898678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomato.html' title='Tomato!'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-3000178398690339418</id><published>2009-01-06T19:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:47:04.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"It is perfectly monstrous the way people go about, nowadays, saying things against one behind one's back that are absolutely and entirely true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-3000178398690339418?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/3000178398690339418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_06.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3000178398690339418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/3000178398690339418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/words-of-wisdom_06.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-6799223018876726763</id><published>2009-01-06T19:29:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:40:37.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Private Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Russian artists Leonid Tishkov and Boris Bendikov created their own "private moon" and took the following photographs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP4g_upX4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8E4XDNrjNkM/s1600-h/Private+Moon+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP4g_upX4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8E4XDNrjNkM/s400/Private+Moon+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343633209679746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP4rEXmtJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UZI0q7A7WRg/s1600-h/Private+Moon+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP4rEXmtJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UZI0q7A7WRg/s400/Private+Moon+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343806253905042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP5GsDCZSI/AAAAAAAAABI/kLUCyeqduCU/s1600-h/Private+Moon+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP5GsDCZSI/AAAAAAAAABI/kLUCyeqduCU/s400/Private+Moon+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344280761525538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP431pvirI/AAAAAAAAABA/rJKgxCD75Gg/s1600-h/Private+Moon+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP431pvirI/AAAAAAAAABA/rJKgxCD75Gg/s400/Private+Moon+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344025641749170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For more of their work, go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.krokingallery.com/english/selworks_43.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-6799223018876726763?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/6799223018876726763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/private-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6799223018876726763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/6799223018876726763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/private-moon.html' title='Private Moon'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SWP4g_upX4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8E4XDNrjNkM/s72-c/Private+Moon+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-2745721405060028452</id><published>2009-01-05T19:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:09:34.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Short Road to Wealth"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'll tell you a plan for gaining wealth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Better than banking, trade, or leases;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take a bank-note and fold it across,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And then you will find your money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;in-creases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This wonderful plan, without danger or loss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Keeps your cash in your hands, and with nothing to trouble it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And every time that you fold it across,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'Tis plain as the light of the day that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;double it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-2745721405060028452?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/2745721405060028452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-road-to-wealth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2745721405060028452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/2745721405060028452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-road-to-wealth.html' title='&quot;Short Road to Wealth&quot;'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-8996864955822980231</id><published>2009-01-05T18:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:51:48.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Creative Writing 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Kurt Vonnegut gives the following eight rules of creative writing in the preface to his book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bagombo Snuff Box&lt;/span&gt; (1999):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  type="1" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every sentence must do one of two things—reveal character or advance the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Start as close to the end as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them—in order that the reader may see what they are made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the world, so to speak, your story will get pneumonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Give your readers as much information as possible as soon as possible. To heck with suspense. Readers should have such complete understanding of what is going on, where and why, that they could finish the story themselves, should cockroaches eat the last few pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He further adds, "&lt;span&gt;The greatest American short story writer of my generation was Flannery O’Connor (1925-1964). She broke practically every one of my rules but the first. Great writers tend to do that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-8996864955822980231?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/8996864955822980231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/creative-writing-101.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8996864955822980231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/8996864955822980231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/creative-writing-101.html' title='Creative Writing 101'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-7791430492195791822</id><published>2009-01-05T00:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:39:28.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><title type='text'>Project Habakkuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Problem: It's WWII. Our aircraft carriers are being sunk by German U-boats. Steel and aluminium are in short supply and required for other purposes. So whaddaya do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Solution, according to British scientist Geoffrey Pyke: Build an aircraft carrier out of ice. Not just your standard iceberg, but it's going be to made of Pykrete, which is 20% sawdust and 80% ice. Result: A virtually unsinkable ship. Call this monstrosity Project Habakkuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;After hearing the proposal, Churchill agreed enthusiastically, at which point a small prototype was built in Canada. Then they realized the project would cost at least $100 million for the first ship, not to mention there was the problem of keeping the ship frozen while keeping the sailors warm. Eventually, they scrapped the project and went with conventional metal. The refrigeration units on the prototype were turned off, and the hull was left in Patricia Lake, where it took three hot summers to melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;==Links==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://ww2history.suite101.com/article.cfm/great_britains_project_habakkuk"&gt;An article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://itotd.com/articles/575/project-habakkuk/"&gt;Another article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Project_Habakkuk"&gt;Wikipedia article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-7791430492195791822?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/7791430492195791822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-habakkuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7791430492195791822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/7791430492195791822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-habakkuk.html' title='Project Habakkuk'/><author><name>Weber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNC-AWXND0c/SV7s09HdPeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wcMnJE9Td7o/S220/solitary+in+snow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-428886999894524927.post-4278800982778602577</id><published>2009-01-04T20:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:31:32.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unexplained'/><title type='text'>The Bloop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the summer of 1997, the Unites States National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) detected an ultra-low frequency underwater sound originating off the South American southwest coast. This sound, named The Bloop, was heard a number of times and was loud enough to be heard up to 3,000 miles away. Although analysis of the sound determined that it was likely biological in origin, there is no known animal capable of emitting a sound of such intensity. The animal would have to be larger than the Blue Whale, the largest animal believed to have ever existed. The source of the sound remains unknown, but some speculate that the culprit is a many tentacled giant squid while others say it is Cthulhu. What do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/428886999894524927-4278800982778602577?l=theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/feeds/4278800982778602577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/bloop.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4278800982778602577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/428886999894524927/posts/default/4278800982778602577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theqincetonquacket.blogspot.com/2009/01/bloop.html' title='The Bloop'/><author><name>Armando</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__m3VjA8PbhY/SVbjCIDVKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QYI0rNhMtaY/S220/nerd+free.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
