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''If You Want Closure in Your Relationship, Start With Your Legs'' has won the Diagram Prize for the oddest title of the year, The Bookseller magazine announced Friday.

It is odd, but if we had been voting we certainly would have chosen one of the runners up: ''I Was Tortured by the Pygmy Love Queen'' or ''Cheese Problems Solved.'' Our cheese problems are just really out of control.

The title joins a pantheon of past winners, including ''Weeds in a Changing World'' (1999), ''The Big Book of Lesbian Horse Stories'' (2003); ''Bombproof Your Horse'' (2004); and ''The Stray Shopping Carts of Eastern North America: A Guide to Field Identification'' (2006).

I thought these were a hoot, so I did some research.... Highlights for the awards include:

1978 : Proceedings of the Second International Workshop on Nude Mice

1979: The Madam as Entrepreneur: Career Management in House Prostitution

1980: The Joy of Chickens

1983: The Theory of Lengthwise Rolling

1984: The Book of Marmalade: Its Antecedents, Its History, and Its Role in the World Today, by Anne Wilson

1986: Oral Sadism and the Vegetarian Personality, by Glenn C. Ellenbogen

1988: Versailles: The View From Sweden, by Elaine Dee and Guy Walton

1989: How to Shit in the Woods: An Environmentally Sound Approach to a Lost Art, by Kathleen Meyer

1992: How to Avoid Huge Ships, by John W. Trimmer

1993: American Bottom Archaeology, by Charles J. Bareis and James W. Porter

1994:  Highlights in the History of Concrete

Weeds in a Changing World


credits )


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* goodbye
* sincerely
* later
* God bless
* Godspeed
* take care
* love
* talk to you later
* best wishes
* kind regards
* with love
* yours sincerely
* yours faithfully
* yours truly
* yours ever
* yours respectfully
* hope to hear from ya soon
* onward and upward
* peace
* later alligator
* cheers
* salutations
* shine on
* May I always live to serve you and your crown
* Cordially
* Regards
* Warm regards
* Lots of love
* Love always
* Peace out
* Hugs and kisses
* Hugs, kisses, and broken fingers
* Very truly yours
* Yours
* Ciao
* xxoo
* xoxo
* Sincerely yours
* Keep the faith
* Be well
* Rock on
* Have fun
* hugs, kisses, and gropes,
* yours till niagra falls,
* yours till the chocolate chips,
* As always,
* yours regardless
* chill
* catch ya on the flip side
* Affectionately yours,
* Byes,
* Adios,
* Aishiteruyo,
* Cheerio
* Vive la revolution!
* Adieu
* Tag, you're it,
* Coo coo cachoo,
* Ttfn
* Yours Aye
In Wales:
* Diolch yn fawr (thanks!)
* Yn bur (yours sincerely)
* Hugs and rug-burns
* Sleeping with your sister
* Sin till we meet again
* At Your Service
* Hasta pasta
* to you and yours,
* squirrels and salamanders
* Cheerio, luff and all that
* Enthusiastically

* Good wishes, always
* All best wishes
* More shortly
* Yours Always

* Stay tuned, please...
* As usual,
* Sliante (Scots Gaelic)
* Slan (Irish Gaelic)
They both mean goodbye
* Catch ya later
* Love, Hugs, and Sloppy Kisses
* Lovingly and Lustily Yours,
* Back At Ya With The Hugs
* Giggles,
* Stay well

* Do svedaniya ("until we meet" in Russian)
* Vsevo dobrovo ("all the best", also Russian)
* Be good
* G'Day, Mate
* Swarthily,
here's some in Portuguese (from Portugal, not Portuguese from Brazil), since there are already some in other world languages:
* bjocas (short for beijocas, kisses)
* fica bem (be well, in the lines of live long and prosper)
* adeus (goodbye)
* saudades (I´ll miss you or I miss you)
* até amanhã (until tomorrow, just used it because of the things the english writing world doesn't use such as é ã and nh which is the same sound as spanish ñ)

*peace, love, and vitamin c
* yours till the coco puffs
* yours until the crows fly and the flies crow,
George Washinton to his favorite subordinates:
* Your obedient servant,
* Forever and a day,
* Till the world caves in,
* Fa, or *Fa Soifua (both are samoan, meaning "bye" and something like "take care"- soifua is 'blessings')
* con queso,
* with trepidation,
* Erromenon se hoi theoi diaphulattoien.
Greek for: May the gods guard your well-being.
* Forever and a day...or two,
* "So long and thanks for all the fish" (a la Douglas Adams)
* God willin' and the creeks don't rise.
* your affectionate friend,
* fare thee well,
* many happy returns,
* tally ho,
* besos
* still crazy and lazy,
* You're in my thoughts,
* I'm outie,
* Off like a dirty shirt,
* Carry on my wayward son,
* I remain
* I'm done, now you type
* Laters
* God save the queen
* Fair winds and following seas

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Nautical Tattoos:

A pig tattooed on one foot and a rooster on the other were said to protect a seaman from drowning. Neither animal can swim and it was thought they would help get the sailor swiftly to shore if he fell into the waterEarly colouring materials for tattoos included soot or ink for blue-black and brick dust for reds. To work, these needed to be bound together by a mixing agent. Often the tattooist used his own spittle to mix the colour but occasionally urine was used instead. Until 1891, when the first electric tattooing machine was patented by Tom Riley, all colours were applied by hand. Early tattooing tools were rather like pen holders with a number of needles set into them.

Other popular tattoos amongst sailors are also attributed with particular meanings:
 a full-rigged ship shows the seaman has sailed round Cape Horn
 an anchor indicates he has sailed the Atlantic Ocean
 a dragon denotes that the bearer has served on a China station
 a shellback turtle shows the sailor has crossed the equator
 'Hold' tattooed on the knuckles of one hand and 'fast' on the other were said to allow the bearer to grip the rigging better.
Winston Churchill's mother, Lady Randolph Churchill, had a snake tattooed on her wrist.
It became fashionable in the late 19th and early 20th centuries for aristocrats, including women, to be tattooed. At the time, tattooing was very expensive and people paid large sums for their designs. Later, as the costs were reduced, tattooing was adopted by the lower classes and the practice fell out of favour with the social elite.
The strategic positioning of Lady Churchill's tattoo meant that she could choose not to display it by wearing a bracelet to cover it.
The severity of pain experienced when being tattooed depends on the location of the tattoo.
The most painful areas are those where the skin is very close to the bone, such as the ankles, elbows and knees. It is less painful to be tattooed on more fleshy areas such as the chest or upper arms. Pain was an important part of tattooing for Polynesian societies.
Bald facts
Tattooing has been used as a way of smuggling secret messages across enemy lines in times of war.
The 5th century BC Greek historian, Herodotus, records how Histiaeus of Miletus, who was being held against his will by King Darius of Susa, sent a tattooed secret message to his son-in-law, Aristagoras. Histiaeus shaved the hair of his slave and tattooed the message on to the man's head. The slave was told that the procedure would cure his failing eyesight. When the slave's hair had grown back sufficiently to hide the tattoo, he was sent to Aristagoras, who shaved his head and read the hidden message. The message instructed Aristagoras to begin a rebellion.

"Amazing Facts About Tattoos"
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One of the flowers in my room doesn't look so much like it's going to open as it does to explode into bloom.
It's ALL READY; rounded at the midpoint, tips pressed together but just pointing outward. If you lean in and stick your nose right above the top point where there's a bit of a gap, it smells really good, very springlike. Fantastic.

I have this strong urge to stay up and wait for it.
I guess that if I hear any loud "Pop!" in the night, it's not the bogeyman, it's the lily.

(The white ones that have already bloomed still have a look of Wham! to them. The CONTRAST between their absolutely pristine, enormous petals and the dark red of their pollen is amazing. -Even the center parts curve upward in a sort of Whooosh! We're here and we're PROUD OF IT!. Every time I look at them it still seems like they'e just thrust their petals back and are really excited to see me.)
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Brits driving Austrians bonkers over rude village name

Sun Aug 28, 6:35 AM ET

LONDON, (AFP) - British tourists have left the residents of one charming Austrian village effing and blinding by constantly stealing the signs for their oddly-named village.

While British visitors are finding it hilarious, the residents of F---ing are failing to see the funny side, The Sunday Telegraph newspaper reported.

Only one kind of crimimal ever stalks the sleepy 32-house village near Salzburg on the German border -- cheeky British tourists armed with a sense of humour and a screwdriver.

But the local authorities are hitting back and with the signs now set in concrete, police chief Kommandant Schmidtberger is on the lookout.

"We will not stand for the F---ing signs being removed," the officer told the broadsheet.

"It may be very amusing for you British, but F---ing is simply F---ing to us. What is this big F---ing joke? It is puerile."

Local guide Andreas Behmueller said it was only the British that had a fixation with F---ing.

"The Germans all want to see the Mozart house in Salzburg," he explained.

"Every American seems to care only about 'The Sound of Music' (the 1965 film shot around Salzburg). The occasional Japanese wants to see Hitler's birthplace in Braunau.

"But for the British, it's all about F---ing."

Guesthouse boss Augustina Lindlbauer described the village's breathtaking lakes, forests and vistas.

"Yet still there is this obsession with F---ing," she said.

"Just this morning I had to tell an English lady who stopped by that there were no F---ing postcards."
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Gecko on my wall. Had to be around an inch long, excluding the tail. Cutest thing ever until it leapt into my bed, at which point I was moderately creeped out.
Back outside now, but not before spending a good ten minutes trying to hide in my hair.

Off to shower now.
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Or: How to sound mildly intelligent!
When to properly use your or you're (you are)
adj. The possessive form of you
1. Used as a modifier before a noun: your
boots; your accomplishments

2. A person's; one's: The light switch is on
your right

So, what does it mean?

Your is a word that states that the possession of some object or abstract idea is in the possession of you. The hat is not you're hat. It is YOUR hat. As you're cannot be used in place of your, the same is true for the reverse of this lesson. Your cannot be used in a sentence when the meaning of the word should be "you are," such as you are not very intellectual or you are in possession of the grammar skills of a 4-year old. This is where YOU'RE comes in, not your. See the right side, YOUR right side (of the computer screen) for instructions on how to use YOU'RE.

Some examples:

This is your pink flamingo.
Our Lady Peace is your favorite band.
Please, stop your car and run into oncoming traffic.
Contraction of you are.

n. The act or process of shortening
1. The shortening of a word, or of two
words, by the omission of a letter or
letters, or by reducing two or more
vowels or syllables to one; as, ne'er for
never; can't for can not; don't for do
not; it's for it is.


In short, you're means you are. We do all know what "you" and "are" mean, don't we? I should surely hope so! One uses you're when they wish to speak regarding a person.

Some examples:

You're not a very nice individual.
You're coming with me this evening.
You're not serious, are you?
Post this tutorial in your journal!!
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme
But this one doesn't.

(This was my valentine to Mr. Austin, my fantastic, amazing, crazy British AP English IV teacher.)
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At a dentist's appointment today, my awesome, skydiving dental-hygenist was telling me why this song is sung slowly by people who know what they're doing with it; it's supposed to be a dirge. Followers of Bonnie Prince Charles were hanged in England, and their relatives would go to be there with them. The bodies were then returned to Scottland in carts with the heads on display by way of the High Road, however, as the relatives were usually poorer, they would be travelling along the Low Road, and would reach home faster without the public display, etc.
My mother was curious as to the origin of the song, and was subsequently cranky about my ruining her happier interpretation in the car to Borders, where we were to buy one of my summer reading books.
We were still discussing this when we walked into the store- my mother stopped suddenly, grabbed my arm and pointed at the ceiling, gaping. Guess which song was playing? It was eerie.
I need to doublecheck my info to be sure of its accuracy, but here are the lyrics, at least.

"Loch Lomond"

By yon bonnie banks,
And by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love
Were ever want to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

'Twas then that we parted
In yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
Where in purple hue
The Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.

Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

The wee birdie sang
And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart it kens
Nae second Spring again,
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting.

Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
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Someone's user icon featured a yellow sign of the construction/warning variety which stated:

"PLEASE DO NOT THROW YOUR CIGARETTE ENDS ON THE FLOOR. The cockroaches are getting cancer."
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A Saskatoon is a type of berry that grows in Canada. It looks rather like a blueberry.
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Poaching leads to more tuskless elephants

Ian Sample, science correspondent
Monday July 18, 2005
The Guardian

Intense poaching by ivory hunters has caused a dramatic shift in the gene pool of Asian elephants, leading to a steep rise in tuskless herds.
Asian elephants are under more intense pressure from ivory hunters than their larger African cousins. There are believed to be no more than 50,000 spread across the Indian subcontinent and Indochina, around 10% of the number found in Africa.
Male elephants usually grow tusks, but typically around 2%-5% have a genetic quirk that means they remain tuskless. By killing elephants for their ivory, poachers make it more likely that tuskless elephants will mate and pass on the quirk to the next generation.
Zhang Li, a zoologist at Beijing Normal University and a member of the World Conservation Union's Asian elephant specialist group, studied herds in China and found that up to 10% were tuskless.
"The larger the tusks the male elephant has, the more likely it will be shot by poachers," he told the China Daily newspaper. "Therefore the ones without tusks survive, preserving the tuskless gene in the species."
The illegal trade in ivory has also skewed the sex ratio of the elephants in China, with females now outnumbering the males by four to one.
Some African countries have shown that increased policing of national parks and tighter controls on ivory can reverse the decline in numbers, but poachers are devising new strategies to evade officials. Instead of using guns, which attract rangers, many have switched to crossbows and target soft areas on the elephants, such as their mouths.
"It can be a slow and painful death over a few days and the poachers will follow the elephant until it dies and then cut the tusks out," David Cowdrey, WWF's wildlife trade campaign director, said.
He added: "As long as people are willing to pay high prices for products which come from endangered species, they're going to have a price tag on them and that fuels the poaching. Unfortunately, it comes down to the markets, which are in the west."
Last November, police raids in London and Gloucester seized some 80kg (176lb) of ivory and 141 ivory products.
Later this week, British legislation will be amended to make the buying and selling of products from endangered species an arrestable offence.

(posted by tulipchica in anthropologist)
Feminist Daily News Wire
July 14, 2005
All-Female African Village Still Thriving After 10 Years
The all-female village of Umoja, Kenya is celebrating its tenth anniversary this year as a prosperous community after ten years of struggle and opposition. Umoja, meaning “unity” in Swahili, was founded ten years ago by a group of homeless women who had been left by their husbands because they were raped. The husbands claimed that their wives had shamed them and their villages. Umoja has served and continues to serve as a safe haven for young women escaping violence, female genital mutilation, and forced marriage., according to the Washington Post.Approximately 36 women live in the village, running their own cultural center and a tourist campsite for the nearby Samburu National Reserve. At the cultural center, the women sell crafts and the traditional Samburu beaded necklaces. This has been such a successful project that the women have enough money to send their children to school for the first time. In their previous village lives, many husbands would insist that the children help with the livestock, but these women have the money and decision-making power to choose education for their children. Some men attempted to start an all-male village close by, but the endeavor was unsuccessful. Rebecca Lolosoli, the matriarch and chief of Umoja, was recently invited to speak before the United Nations in New York at a world conference on gender empowerment. When commenting on the achievements of the village, Lolosoli said, “We’ve seen so many changes in these women. They’re healthier and happier. They dress well. They used to have to beg. Now, they’re the ones giving out food to others,” reports The New York Times.
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THE Naming of Cats
. . . T.S. Eliot

The naming of cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm mad as a hatter
When I tell you a cat must have three
different names.

First of all, there's the name
that the family use daily,
Such as Victor, or Jonathan,
George or Bill Bailey--
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names
if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen,
some for the dames;
Such as Plato, Admetus,
Electra, Demeter--
But all of them sensible everyday names.

But I tell you,
a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that is peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he
keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers,
or cherish his pride?

Of names of this kind,
I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quazo or Coripat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellyrum--
Names that never belong
to more than one cat.

But above and beyond
there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you will never guess;
The name
that no human research can discover--
But The Cat Himself Knows,
and will never confess.

When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought,
of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.

Ideas from: Alexis ( nos4a2no9) wrote in english_majors,
@ 2005-07-15 11:19:00

· Footnote
· Allegory
· Iambic
· "Grendel," of Beowulf
· “I always thought it'd be fun to use "peeve" as a name. Then you could say, "This is my pet, Peeve!"” – saraswati3
· “Mine's named after Hemingway (Ernest) because he drank like a lush (4 bowls of water the first day!) and was always adventure-safari-ing around our apartment. There was no choice.” – curieuse
· “I know someone who named her cat Cassius, "for he hath a lean and hungry look." “
· “We used to have a cat named Satan. Whenever he got into the garden my mom would yell "Satan! Get out of the azaleas!" “ – jitendra
· Orpheus
· Vignette
· “how about grimalkin? it's the old name for a cat that is a witch's familiar... shakespeare uses it.” –mermuse

"Sonnet to a Cat"
John Keats

Cat! who hast pass'd thy grand cliacteric,
How many mice and rats hast in thy days
Destroy'd? - How many tit bits stolen? Gaze
With those bright languid segments green, and prick
Those velvet ears - but pr'ythee do not stick
Thy latent talons in me - and upraise
Thy gentle mew - and tell me all thy frays
Of fish and mice, and rats and tender chick.
Nay, look not down, nor lick thy dainty wrists -
For all the wheezy asthma, - and for all
Thy tail's tip is nick'd off - and though the fists
Of many a maid have given thee many a mail,
Still is that fur as soft as when the lists
In youth thou enter'dst on glass bottled wall.

Posthumous and fugitive Poems
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My uncle just showed me an article from The Washington Post that was written by Michael Dirda, and I really liked him! (Book reviewer, lamenter of the sorry state of literacy in our nation, detester of the National Bestseller list, awesome writer, cool guy.)

Look him up sometime! Read articles! (Although I prefer those that don't deal with literary critiques, because criticism always seems harsh when I haven't read the book.)
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LYRICS: "Starman" ~ David Bowie,
Goodbye love
Didn’t know what time it was the lights were low oh how
I leaned back on my radio oh oh
Some cat was layin’ down some rock ’n’ roll ’lotta soul, he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade a ade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase ha hase
That weren’t no d.j. that was hazy cosmic jive

There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’d like to come and meet us
But he thinks he’d blow our minds
There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’s told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it’s all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

I had to phone someone so I picked on you ho ho
Hey, that’s far out so you heard him too! o o
Switch on the tv we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window I can see his light a ight
If we can sparkle he may land tonight a ight
Don’t tell your poppa or he’ll get us locked up in fright

There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’d like to come and meet us
But he thinks he’d blow our minds
There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’s told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it’s all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

Starman waiting in the sky
He’d like to come and meet us
But he thinks he’d blow our minds
There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’s told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it’s all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Portuguese Cover ~ Seu Jorge

A lua inteira agora e um manto negro
O fim das vozes no meu radio
Sao quatro ciclos no escuro deserto do ceu
Quero um machado pra quebrar o gelo
Quero acordar do sonho agora mesmo
Quero uma chance de tentar viver sem dor

Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar
Nao era mais o mesmo, mas estava em seu lugar
Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar
O tolo teme a noite como a noite vai temer o fogo
Vou chorar sem medo, vou lembrar do tempo
De onde eu via o mundo azul

A trajetoria escapa o risco nu
As nuvens queimam o ceu, nariz azul
Desculpe estranho, eu voltei mais puro do ceu
Na lua o lado escuro e sempre igual
No espaco a solidao e tao normal
Desculpe estranho, eu voltei mais puro do ceu

Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar
Nao era mais o mesmo, mas estava em seu lugar
Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar
O tolo teme a noite como a noite vai temer o fogo
Vou chorar sem medo, vou lembrar do tempo
De onde eu via o mundo azul
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(DIRECT QUOTE FROM <http://www.allenvarney.com/av_turkey.html> )

Real-world dungeons
by Allen Varney

(Originally published in Dragon #201)

Immense underground labyrinths, home to tens of thousands of people. Multiple levels reaching deep into the earth. Low, twisting passages leading to rooms stocked with treasure. The stuff of fantasy adventures? No! I have visited these underground cities, and you can too.

The cities under the ground lie in the central Anatolian (Asian) region of Turkey, 400 miles (660 kilometers) southeast of Istanbul and 100 miles (160 km) north of the sunny Mediterranean coast. This area, called Cappadocia (koppa-DOE-kee-a), has hosted over a dozen civilizations from ancient times to the present, and all played their part in the history of the subterranean cities. The Turkish government has opened some of these ancient labyrinths to the public, and almost 150 more lie unexcavated and unexplored, their hidden secrets awaiting discovery.

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I just found a livejournal community devoted to oddly big and strangely shaped trees....

Whoo. Who thought THAT one up? (It's cool, but Wow.)

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Of all the things that I made last semester in Ceramics (that weren't ruined by the Kiln Malfunction of Doom,) my little blue mask is my absolute favorite.

He's so encouraging! Palm sized; my fingers fit around his eyes in just the right way, and it feels like I'm back in the lab, still building him. His grin is pleasanly lopsided- and I actually like the way that the glaze didn't turn out evenly. I might make another version of him to be "pretty" but I would never reglaze.

I love sculpting noses. Ever noticed how much character is in a nose? They're FABULOUS.

Next time we go out for Boba tea I think I might pop over to the art shop next door and buy some clay- wouldn't it be great to make a bunch of whimsical little masks and have them all grin at me from my wall?!

I'm excited.
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J.R.Tolkien, professor of linguistics, wrote several languages to accompany the worlds in his novels. Their histories are surprisingly complex. Particularly popular among fans (for their own writing purposes) is the Tengwar Alphabet, which uses elegant consonant symbols, reminicient of ancient Irish script, paired with floating vowel symbols, which appear above the letter following them, or alone at the top of an "i"-like character. This method (which is based on phonetics) has been applied to many different languages, the English version of which can be found on this website: http://www.omniglot.com/writing/tengwar_eng.htm


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