I am in here.
[Sorry about the lack of posts. On Monday, the DSL in this area died. It came back the next day, but our wireless router was still dead. All fixed now!] So you know you’re really in Jaffa when you stand in an overheated little kitchen off of a pigeon-shit-bespattered courtyard, slopping dishwater on the tiles … Continue reading Jaffa, life therein.
How am I supposed to think about my heroes? Hero: Johannes Kepler. Developer of the three laws of planetary motion. And even more important, discoverer of the real scientific method. Been interested in him ever since I did a paper in History of Math class about the development of methods of solutions for Kepler’s Equation: … Continue reading Kepler, looked at again
Madrid is full of shopping, and some hustle and bustle, and the sidewalk cafés, but they are not the relaxed cafés of Barcelona. Too many people hurrying by. Not enough snack food that I find edible: too many baby squids in their own ink. I can appreciate a country without eating all its food, I … Continue reading Madrid
The howl of the cicadas is everywhere. The few close up sound rather like katydids, but overall, the only significant sound outside is like the sound effects for a UFO in a tacky 1950’s science fiction movie. No little green men, just brown and orange bugs. Okay, insects. Six legs is insects. An indolent day … Continue reading Cicadas. Joseph Campbell. etc.
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