Impressionists like me always spell Munch like that. I doesn't do to be too accurate in your depiction of the word, as I was taught in the Sorbonne.
Sorbonne is not far from here. But it's dinner time and that is another story.
Storyville is in the French Quarter in old New Orleans. I believe it was once the "red light" district there.
I got pulled over for running a red light in Amsterdam.
Amsterdam me, LiontamerX, in this game you start with the last word in the previous post. Read back a few pages and you'll soon get the hang of it.
Figures are not intended here. But two sentences will fit.
Fit as a fiddle now. I've had my hair of the dog.
Dog-eat-dog, that's how some people see the world we live in. Personally I think that is a bit too cynical; many people have a view which is more altruistic.
Altruistic dogs don't get many bones. No soap radio.
Radio dials always fascinated me, the new digital radios just aren't as intriguing.
Intriguing new information about a person is certainly able to add insight and add to the overall picture. Personally I prefer radio over television for many things, for just as the "film of the book" is never as satisfying as the book itself, radio allows free play of the imagination.
Imagination has been sabotaged by all the media forms that blast us with stimulation and information while we remain passive sponges. A generation which has grown up saturated with video games is likely to be easily bored, yet lacking creativity and ingenuity.
Ingenuity is indeed sadly lacking in much of the youth of today. I think the world is spinning faster than we are evolving.
Evolving cellular automata. The question is : how does evolution produce sophisticated emergent computation in systems composed of simple components limited to local interactions?
Interactions between people are more rapid and frequent now, thanks to use of e-mails, cell phones and faxes. But does all this speeded up communication simply add more pressure to our lives?
Lives are for living, that's for sure. This is not a rehearsal.
Rehearsals for summer plays destined to be performed outdoors are underway in church halls across the county. It is nearly always disappointingly wet and chilly watching such ventures.
Venture Scouts must have a troop in Chester and that's where we were today. I have found out, speaking of plays destined to be performed outdoors, that the famous Chester Mystery Plays (on a religious theme, about the crucifixion and resurrection of Christ I think) are performed only every five years.
Years have passed since anybody wrote anything on this thread and I for one think that's a shame. I know it's bad form to write replies to your own posts, in fact it's probably one of the first signs of madness, but I kinda miss the old Conversation About Anything.
