I think this could have been edited down into a perfect book about a third of the size.
But the bilberry blue oweth nothing to you-
It groweth for the rich and poor;
Oh! mean were the might that would question the right
To roam on the bilberry moors.
- John Swain (fortunecardia)
- A huge steam engine decorating a mall in Portugal, in 'Norte Shopping', near Porto.
- Something reminded me of The Cremation Of Sam McGee, which we all learned at a young age in school in Canada. Probably the finest peace of literature produced in Canada, for whatever that's worth.
- "A quote from Ricky Gervais in Home entertainment (Friday Review, page 23, April 12) which mentioned a Bob Dylan song allegedly entitled If You See A Sailor was mangled by an editing error. The track, from the album Blood On The Tracks, is called If You See Her Say Hello." (from the Guardian corrections page)
- Freeze your Ruby constants!
- In the late 90s/early 00s, Seanbaby would write dozens of paragraphs of hilarious comedy every day. He still comes out of his hidey hole once in a while to write NSFWish articles for Cracked. Here's one of his funnier ones.
- A tropical storm in Vietnam.
Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers.
Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside,
Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows.
This is the funniest thing I have ever read in my entire life. I kept trying to read on after this line, but my head was filled with the image of people putting their heads into cows' mouths, taking a deep huff, and screaming "Ahhhhhh!" with pleasure. Or images of a man and a woman in a bar giving each other flirtatious glances. The man walks up to the woman and says, "You have cow's breath."
Anyway, this is the worst poem I have ever seen in my life, but I am giving it 2/5 because of the hilarious and evocative imagery.
- Flash wasn't replaced by HTML5. By the time people were through with Flash, no one cared about anything but social media, and people stopped creating things on the internet. I'll take weird old Flash games and artsy Flash sites over awkwardly thinking I'm obliged to share a space with a bunch of neo-nazis. Anyway, this is how we used to apologize.
- In the 1700s, a woman named Anne Wilson wrote a 1615-line poem about the river Tees and its towns. I really like what I've read of it, but I got to a point in the poem where I was hampered by not being anywhere close to the river Tees.
- An article about Susan Kare, who invented a lot of the visual language of modern computing, which most of us learned without realizing it. Her work is still a lot more pleasing and beautiful than the scores of people who've copied her.
- Do you enjoy feeling overwhelmed? To celebrate his 81st birthday, Stanford just released 111 Donald Knuth lectures.
The sun shines.
The coltsfoot flowers along the railway banks
Shine flat like coin which Zeus in thanks
Showers on our lines.
Read it here.