Our parameter spaces seem to have a mollusk-like quality that prevents us from answering this, unless we can find a new principle that give them a property of ‘rigidity’.

Father of Porn Renounces Son, Blames Harvard

He’s loud and shrill, he speaks very fast and excitedly, and he dresses like a Scottish bagpipe player or a PGA golfer.

“This book is dedicated to everyone who has never had a book dedicated to them.”

(Dedication in a book found by chronomex on the shelves of a coffee shop this afternoon)

Apparently I was the only one present low-level enough to have spent time watching the stupid television series in which Lloyd Bridges went around underwater.

A frogman is someone who is trained in scuba diving or swimming underwater in a tactical capacity which includes combat.

She has stopped using contractions in her speech; she has also gone pretty fully interior and also really all the way goth on the exterior.

I feel putrid when I go over my nexus with Z, but so be it.

Anyway, there we were with all the Brits with ludic names all in one enclosure.

An acquaintance from high school was briefly mentioned in a local newspaper today, in an article about his famous parents.  The mention consists solely of the phrase

“Kyle, known as ‘The King of Trees’ because he works for the state Department of Natural Resources”