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  • "The conviction that we should all drink eight glasses of water a day is the most enduring of dietary misunderstandings." — Bill Bryson​

    TPaineRedux
    June 17, 2024, 12:11 pm
    Is it OK if I dilute it with something?​

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    • "Ethical axioms are found and tested not very differently from the axioms of science. Truth is what stands the test of experience." — Albert Einstein

      dovid1946
      January 7, 2015, 7:29 am
      axioms of science, axioms of ethics. It's all relative

      badbob
      July 2, 2016, 2:13 am
      who were Einstein' relatives and did they matter?

      LLapp
      September 24, 2018, 3:59 pm
      His Auntie Matter says they did not.

      NoiseLTD
      January 17, 2021, 4:07 pm
      I'm not sure that Karl Popper would agree.

      Ian123
      February 4, 2021, 9:41 am
      Karl Popper was related to Auntie Matter ?

      Baylor Bears
      July 4, 2021, 6:12 am
      Auntie Matter was "Doesn't's mother.

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      • "Golf is not just an exercise; it's an adventure, a romance... a Shakespeare play in which disaster and comedy are intertwined." — Harold Segall​

        abra
        August 27, 2015, 11:27 am
        Someone is too involved with golf. C'mon Harold, a Shakespeare play?? Another hobby might help. I'll suggest Crypograms.

        kb83
        February 13, 2017, 6:09 am
        And anon, methought. The woods began to move.

        LLapp
        April 19, 2017, 10:52 am
        I can just imagine one of those hushed golf commentator voices whispering, "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from green to green...."

        munchlet
        July 1, 2017, 3:17 am
        To golf or not to golf...

        Barnabas
        October 21, 2017, 10:51 am
        Titleist, oh Titleist where for art thou? "Tis nobler in the mind to hit thee down the fareway."

        kb83
        December 15, 2017, 2:44 am
        Who steals my purse steals trash. But he who robs from me my good game...

        DaddyOmar
        March 15, 2021, 6:29 pm
        I think i just invented a sport: one golf player toward the little hole, might get tackled by linebacker and if gets by he has to pass , that would be real exercise a catcher that is guarding the hole

        Eureka
        July 2, 2021, 4:17 pm
        ^I'd watch that!

        kb83
        May 3, 2022, 2:51 pm
        All the world's a green. And all the men and women merely putters.

        montyb
        March 19, 2024, 8:25 pm
        As far as my golf game is concerned It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. (Or so I've been told.)​

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        • One of my favorite instances of Roxanne spinning a detailed history out of one little factoid. The first line is true.
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          We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of the dream." — Arthur O'Shaunessey

          Roxanne
          December 29, 2017, 2:57 am
          Four, count them four, lizard species were named after him. Seriously. Back in the nineteenth-century day you could buy a species name the way nowadays you can buy a star name. His aunt Josephine thought this was all the rage among the Victorian hipsters (like her nephew) and kept buying him lizard names for Christmas until at a big family conference in 1874 Arthur suggested that every Christmas each person pick a name of a family member out of a hat and give a present ONLY to that person the next year. By keeping his slip of paper up his sleeve, he cleverly arranged it so that each year thereafter his name was entered the lottery only after Josephine had already picked. This meant that he had to stand next to her as they toasted the queen, the Empire, etc. and make conversation with her. The people who did pick his name occasionally gave him little porcelain figurines of lizards, thinking that he enjoyed all things pertaining to them. At Whitsuntide he used to take the most recent gift-lizard out to the orchard, set it on a stone wall and use it for shotgun target practice. It became quite the sport amongst his cousins to get him some junk-store bric-a-brac lizard figurine for Christmas (even if someone else had picked his name and gotten him the latest Thomas Hardy novel) They'd all gather at his house at Whitsuntide, get him drunk, and watch him try to nail a lizard figurine with the shotgun he'd inherited from his uncle (ironically, Aunt Josephine's late husband). Sometimes he resorted to just bashing the figurine with the butt of the shotgun. In one such incident involving the plus-one of his third cousin, he met his future wife. In real reality, O'Shaughnessy was a herpetologist at the British Museum.​

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