Wanting to give a friend a few more options for generating random text for a project, dug this up at boingboing.net - Duck Island Greeking Machine I remembered seeing it a while ago, but gee, it was over two years.
My favorite is “hillbilly talk.”
Wanting to give a friend a few more options for generating random text for a project, dug this up at boingboing.net - Duck Island Greeking Machine I remembered seeing it a while ago, but gee, it was over two years.
My favorite is “hillbilly talk.”
Riding my bike on the trails along the bay I found myself daydreaming of sailing. It has been years since I have been sailing on the bay in a small boat. Riding my bike into a steady headwind, I thought about how it would be an advantage when I turned around for the return trip.The bayshore bike ride shares some of the sensations of dinghy sailing – the sound of the wind and the aromas of the intertidal zone, but the wholesome thrill of non-motorized movement is the most significant. Quietly flying along.Thumbing through magazines like Small Craft Advisor fuels daydreams of getting my hands on a small boat of my own. In the past, these ideas always took the form of building a boat from scratch. Now, I think of searching craigslist.org for bargains. Sailing canoes, el Toros, whatever. Even better, joining a sailing co-op like Cal Sailing. Asking “how can I get out on the water” rather than “how can I have fun daydreaming.”
Watching Giulietta Masina in Nights of Cabiria was the high point of my weekend. Masina was wonderful. Like Chaplin, her postures, movements and facial expressions tell a complete story. I have never really understood or cared for Fellini’s later films. Put off by the surrealism, I guess. Nights of Cabiria is a gritty movie – hardly anything nice happens, and plenty of bad things do – but it is also a beautiful movie.