Maybe if we disposed of disposable shoes, revived the cobbler trade, we could regain our footing as a society, ease on down the road… ?
Why was the Times reviewing the space between my ears?
(I believe I’ve actually seen Self/less.)
My grandmother used to make this with ![]()
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self/less
I tried but tapped out in the last round.
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Was granny talkative, or diid she let her
speak for itself? ![]()
Do you think we’re more a society… or a nation? ![]()
What would GGF Anthony say? Giddy up?
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Like I said, I think I’ve seen it in that it seems familiar but apparently didn’t leave enough of an impression to be really memorable.
It’s funny you should ask, because I was telling my mom just this week about how sometimes during phone conversations with my grandmother I’m convinced I could’ve set the phone down, walked away for a couple of minutes to do something, and then come back to pick up the phone and find her still talking. ![]()
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California Drivers.
You’re not wrong. ![]()
And…
eephus
After the game, Pirates manager Frankie Frisch demanded to know what, exactly, his pitcher had thrown to Wakefield. Maurice Van Robays, an outfielder with the club, replied that Sewell had thrown an eephus. When asked to elaborate, Van Robays said, “'Eephus ain’t nothing, and that’s a nothing pitch.” Because Sewell had no opinion on the moniker (“I don’t name 'em, I just throw 'em”), eephus stuck, despite the Pittsburgh newspapers’ early attempts to christen him the master of the “dipsy doodle.”
One theory on the origin of Van Robays’ nonsense word ties it to the Hebrew language, which does not have a numerical symbol for zero but does have a word for the concept: efes, which can also mean “nothing.” Also consider the lexicon of tarot cards, where The Fool card is often numbered zero. Sewell may have looked foolish, lobbing rainbows toward professional batsmen, but it quickly became clear that he was dealing the zero not drawing it.
Note: I didn’t read the whole piece… too ‘inside baeball’ for me. ![]()
Perhaps instead of inheriting the wind the accelerationists would be be expected to “reap the whirlwind”? ![]()
Things collide. Catch as catch can. ![]()
The chair is a fantasy. We’ll be tumbling in the vortex like a tin man.
Simpler days.



