воскресенье, 29 мая 2011 г.

Cross cap

A green apple. A physicist: an atom compared to an apple is like an apple compared to the plantet in size of course. A poet can find some image like a Newton being struck by an apple. A cook can cook a muffin or an apple cake Charlotte. But the cake Charlotte has something of a simple-trivial-that-anyone-can-do flavour in it. And a muffin doesn't. Not sure I can say anything about anaconda, Eve and Adam and an apple. But it still will be an apple.

пятница, 20 мая 2011 г.

in continuation of "Never stopping" topic

I am dedicating this post to a Space Shuttle Challenger, which completed nine missions before breaking apart 73 seconds after the launch of its tenth mission.

воскресенье, 15 мая 2011 г.

Don't stop under any circumstances.

From a letter of a friend of mine

On Wednesday, two of my planning section partners and I drove across the top of Sylvan Pass, toward the east entrance of the park. The road passes between two mountains, both covered with lumpy remains of avalanches and many meters of snow yet to slide. The way is carved through the collection of snow, and signs warn you not to stop under any circumstances. We passed over and back at about 10:00, and at 15:00 new avalanches buried the road again as well as a ranger's truck - he was lucky enough to be outside the vehicle and away from the slide. Early tourists coming to the park are going to think it is the middle of winter!

среда, 4 мая 2011 г.

A mystireous woman

SO one time I sat in this cafe and I needed to kill 3 hours or so before my train. A loud group of adults came in, I though they were gonna order a lot of meals, like potatoes and meat. But no, they ordered only ice-creams. I pretended to play on my mobile, but I was listening to them. They had some kind of a conference before. They started their teacher-oldschool-souly-blah-blah, but all of a sudden one woman began to speak, and so she spoke of her projects, her life, a school of grace that she is a director of. She mesmerised me and I'm sure them as well. SHe spoke 95 procent of the time. And it seemed like u could listen to her voice forever. I will try to remember it, it was rather high, womanly, free flowing. I really wanted to look how she loooks like, her face. But she sat with her back to me. I'm sure she was beautiful.