The Safe House - Milwaukee, Wisconsin - I wish Minneapolis had an unbelievable bar like this: with a secret entrance, bullet proof windows, a password required to get in, etc. Amazing. Recommended to me by my Quant prof.
On the wall of Buca.
I just threw this up as my away message on AIM, but I have to open my problem to the greater wisdom of you lovely tumbledry readers. The question is tangential to that dressing rule which has haunted men for a long time: when wearing black clothing, one’s belts, shoes, and accessories should not be brown. I am not completely sure where this originated, but it makes sense. A small infraction on the rules can be ok, but beyond this it starts to look weird. Ever seen a brown car with a black interior? I have not. While purely anecdotal evidence may not be sufficient to prove that black cars with brown interiors do not exist/look good, my point stands. (Because I say it does, and this is my personal pulpit. I am abrasive tonight.)
Where was I?
Oh yes, the question: “Why is brown hair ok with a black outfit?”
Unbelievable VW Car Factory - The VW Phaeton assembly plant in Dresden Germany is see-through, featuring wood floors, simply jaw-dropping cleanliness, and a glass parking garage for the finished cars. Simply unreal.
The forum notes: “At some stages of the build process, it is easier to do the work if the car can be lifted up and moved around as needed. The overhead cranes lift the car up, using the same 4 points that the car normally rests on, and the employee can then move the vehicle around as he or she wants. The working environment in this assembly plant has been very carefully thought out - there is no comparison with other car manufacturing facilities.”
And furthmore: Architectural commentary by the Guardian.
Disgusting hotdogs - Pick your hotdog topping. My favorite is the tartar control toothpaste with the fruit stripe gum.
Ryan’s birthday party.
Today, at the bottom of a routine piece of paperwork stating that I had read (and understood) the rules and regulations of OChem lab, I signed my name. This is something that I do every day, day in, day out, but today I signed the most beautiful letter ‘A’ I have ever written in my entire life. It was jaunty, yet balanced. Hip, yet outlined with classical curves. An thing of beauty. I sat and stared at it for a while, wondering how my writing based on the general principles of seizures had produced such a character of elegance.
I was going to scan that ‘A’ to save for posterity, but, alas, I turned in my legal documents before my mission could be completed. Now that I have one out of the 10 letters of my signature perfected, I guess I can sleep at night … which is ironic because I couldn’t sleep and got up to write this. Time to go try to sleep.
I love cookies - “The Internet’s most complete selection of trusted cookie recipes and advice - including oatmeal cookie, chocolate chip cookie, and brownie recipes.” Well, obviously I have found my mecca.
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