This sounds pretty cool: a pocket sized book of J.G. Ballard quotes.
Link (via Boing Boing).
This sounds pretty cool: a pocket sized book of J.G. Ballard quotes.
Link (via Boing Boing).
Silly but sort of fun. I was born in the year of Diana Ross and Lionel Richie and my birthsong is Diana Ross and Lionel Richie’s “Endless Love.”
Few of us would deny that the pop songs of our childhood played a profound role in shaping our views on life and love, but many fail to realize that this process was already at work when they first entered a world that was fairly humming with radio waves and other, deeper vibrations in the pop universe. Who was the dominant pop star in the year that you were born? Which star and which song ruled the charts at the very moment of your birth? The science of popstrology reveals how the answers to these questions are far from mere trivia, teaching us to read the pop stars carefully for critical insights into our personalities, our career potential, and our personal relationships.
Link.
File this under “everything you know is wrong.” I read a few years ago that the speed of light wasn’t constant, and the main thing I’ve found about it on the web is this story about a group of astronomers who think the speed of light has slown down since the beginnings of time.
But I remember reading an article around summer or fall of 2000 about some scientists that had managed to slow down light in a laboratory setting.
The Story of the Seven Sisters
by Janus
Long ago, before there was time or stars or many of the things that we know today, there lived seven sisters who were the daughters of Net, the Queen of the Sky. Now, the sisters could have lived in the infinite palaces of their mother’s realm, but the sky was really big and really empty in those days, and at night it was terribly cold and dark. So the sisters chose instead to live in a small cottage on top of the tallest mountain in the world. It was a bit crowded with seven people in such a small house, but the sisters enjoyed being in each other’s company, telling long stories and sharing delicious meals around the fire. That was why they lived together after all.
Been goofing around with this. Klint = 119 – BOLZBVB = Beelzebub, the Fly-God.
Link.
One of the greatest blogs of all time (and one of the very first) is back. Jorn Barger’s Robot Wisdom!
Link (via American Samizdat).
LVX23 reminds me that the new NeoFiles is out, and features an interview with Howard Bloom.
Link.
Hope this puts an end to some of the speculation:
Douglas Brinkley, a historian and author who has edited some of Thompson’s work, said the founder of “gonzo” journalism shot himself Sunday night after weeks of pain from a host of physical problems that included a broken leg and a hip replacement.
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Thompson, famous for “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” and other works of New Journalism, spent an intimate weekend with his son, Juan, daughter-in-law, Jennifer, and young grandson, William, the spokesman said.
I hope they can work this out
The family is looking into whether Thompson’s cremated remains can be blasted out of a cannon, a wish the gun-loving writer often expressed, Brinkley said.
CNN: Thompson probably planned suicide
Via Poppy Z. Brite, who says Thomspon seemed “physically very wrong” when she met him a month ago.
Looks great.
Link (via Sauceruney )
Hunter S. Thompson is dead. I shouldn’t be surprised, but I just can’t wrap my head around this. I’m in shock.
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