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Reflections of a Sunday afternoon

Archimedes
section of Sassari,
adepts consuming ritual banquets
based pig roast and beer Ipothenusa

JG Frazer

The machine for doing absolutely nothing:
There, in a remote corner of the immense archive Tukamal County, one of the most important inventions of the modern era neglected so far due to the myopia of government leaders and, apparently, of an error of a clerk of the records classified as "horse". It is the machine to do absolutely nothing, and was built by the brilliant inventor Thomas P. Smith during one of his wife's frequent tantrums. The principles behind the project are complicated, so transcending the normal intelligence of a human being that only the inventor himself and a pastor named Sami Ukku Taraasineen can come to fully understand the operation. Unfortunately the minister have gone missing in 1943 after he was seen for the last time in the act of digging a canal linking the Lapland in Bergamo, while Smith has just died.
The machine looks like a long time to spool and bobbin frame, but behind the apparent simplicity of the external mechanisms are hidden a complication unimaginable. From the car out of two long tubes that are inserted but not without attention in a special console that allows the control. Failing to comply with the complicated process of mounting the risk ranges from serious injury to the disappearance of the size of the operator where you are.
The power required to move the car is immense: the calculations of Smith, executed with the precision that only someone who has nothing better to do can afford to show that the required power is equal to that developed by 12,357 windmills or 140,000 oxen yoked (good weight). It seems that in modern times there have been those who tried to connect the machine to a 1.5 volt Energizer battery, but without appreciable results.

There must be a judge in Berlin
The judges of the show Americans are represented in a pattern more precise and equal to himself, the judge is a gruff but fair guy, lord and master of the courtroom where she keeps processes, an expert of human nature and the malice of the law, but not interested in taking part because its primary purpose is justice. So when he called her lawyers to discuss a friendly way, put his hand on the microphone in front of him and leans over the bar just enough to put his mouth almost exactly at the level of the microphone. I wonder sometimes if that is enough so as not to hear what they say: my experiments with the phone in this regard, I have earned the eternal enmity of some people I spoke with the evil in the room as I held his hand on the receiver, but maybe it works for them.

Roar Rowle Grrrr, I'll slices, you do:
Nothing gamblers phase continues, I apologize to those who are bored with hearing about cards, but draw from the game unique teachings. Today we are speaking of aggression.
In an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, a pentagram drawn on Halloween and accidentally wet for a while 'blood invokes the demon of war, a being of incredible ferocity that haunts the house and that should be prevented to take corporeal form first to trigger the apocalypse. Our heroes do not arrive on time and the demon appears, which is only ten centimeters high and is crushed with a kick: the ancient texts that are the features were rumors spread by himself to look important.
Seeing how they play my friends in Turkey and Lebanon (the east wind to blow them off the face of the planet), I start to rethink your comedy and then, even in the setting of the game, an attitude very different from my part them. If I have a good point and I see someone who raises the blind to scare, I just do not cover the bet and raise in my turn: I want to play, not kill people. Sure, I like to compose the game, to come forward those who think they can beat me more, use a bit 'of tactics, at times, obviously, I spout the anal considerable (several times, in fact: mica are also good, eh), but I find it hard to throw against someone with the scimitar and those who do find it irritating to me.
It 'attitude that I also recognize that in life and, yes, I was probably prevented from becoming a great engineer and win the hearts of a couple of pretty girls, but I find I have also prevented from becoming a giant asshole. I do not know, really. The question is when what you have before you is only ten centimeters high, and when you're not in an episode of Buffy or in front of a turkish idiot who plays poker, is always quite complicated. And