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Care must be taken not to let any beeswax find its way into the distilling apparatus. The results can be alarming and very messy. (Voice of experience.)
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
I'd actually subscribe to cable to get this sort of thing. And no verdammter ancient aliens, please!
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Voltaire
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Paper Lens
That is, indeed, a mighty solvent.
At the boiling point, it probably would take care of most epoxies.
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
On a practical note: the judicious use of heat and solvents should get the gunk off. The mask has already weathered worse from Carter prising the thing off Tutankhamun's mummy. Didn't he knock the beard off, too, at one point?
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
I can just see the head of RamesesII showing up on Ebay.
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
That's right...with an obvious bathroom break during intermission for an easy laugh, not to mention the business with the banana. The hardest part is the fact that most of the play is the "wearish old man with a blue nose" reacting to his recordings in silence, before recording that last, bitter one.
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Voltaire
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Paper Lens
Central Illinois (Springfield) was my home town, where they were almost universally referred to as "Crawdads", with the occasional elitist "Crawfish". Never could understand that: they bear no resemblance to any kind of fish!
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Voltaire
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Humanities
He did have a similar problem with his boyar counsel that we're facing with our own Congress. Vlad dealt with it by seizing the boyars and their family members, marching them in chains to Poenari Birchu and forcing them to rebuild his fortress there. After that, his counsel was somewhat less contentious, though probably rather nervous.
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
Played the part a few years ago. Surprisingly difficult role.
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Voltaire
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Paper Lens
"Red Land, Black Land" was my introduction to Egypt, along with Ceram's books.
Then, of course, there's the silliness of Amelia Peabody, whom I adore!
Ave atque vale, Barbara. We'll miss you.
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Voltaire
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Paper Lens
One of the greats. When I was a teenager back in the Cretacious Era, visiting the Ackermansion, I got to examine some of his models....the Ymir and assorted dinosaurs. I was awestruck by the level of craftsmanship he had put into the little fellows. Forry even let me handle one of Willis O'Brien's original King Kong skeletons, made of brass and steel.
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Voltaire
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Paper Lens
"Creationist research"...now THERE'S a self-contradictory term.
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Voltaire
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Humanities
I'd go. There's nothing keeping me here, anyway.
Could I take my two cats?
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Voltaire
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Laboratory
Dear Old Theobald!
Poor Mr. Lovecraft was a bit of an (Ahem!) ecentric. Had some horrific failings as a person, such as his extreme xenophobia and racism. Yet there's just something appealing about the fellow, like everyone's "special" friend...the socially inept one we all know who is so brilliant and entertaining that we have to overlook his flaws.
I started reading him b
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Voltaire
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Paper Lens
Since chocolaqte should be half-priced tomorrow, what say we all try an experiment?
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Voltaire
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Laboratory
That's one of the least informative articles I've ever read.
Romer's book on the subject seems to be the origin of this fellow's ideas. Rather hard to tell, since the article doesn't really say anything.
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
Ah, the scenes of my mis-spent youth. What fond memories!
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
He's a beauty alright, and does, indeed, look like a scaled-down cheetah. He's also one of the friendliest, most affectionate cats I've ever known. If I knew how to do photos on this site, I'd enclose one!
"Hastur The Unspeakable" is a name I've used in the past for a lynx, and borrowed from Ambrose Bierce. He'd named one of his cats that, and used it in o
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
Good point. I'd forgotten about the sheer size of the load for a pistol. Not to mention my own experience with a shoulder-bruising Martini-Henry that has a similar sized load to your mentioned Winchester of the same age.
I blame it on my cerebral flatulence.
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
Didn't The Doctor just save us from a batch of snowmen?
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
Yes, indeed! You have what is known as "The Crazy Cat Lady Starter Kit", there. Trap, neuter and release is the best idea for the feral cats in our midst.
Of course, I have all the makings of a potential "Crazy Cat Guy".
60 cats...hmmm...that sounds about right...
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
One of the paintings was obviously altered to show the right shoulder higher. Why this was done beats me! I assume it was the next dynasty that was responsible for that.
As for the deformity, he would have been within the normal height range for his time, unlike his enormous brothers. A good tailor could minimise the twisted back with a shoulder pad and a cloak. Personally, I think he would have
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Voltaire
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Ancient History
That's a muzzle-loading black powder pistol. The old-style propellant doesn't give the wrist-breaking recoil of modern, nitrocellulose explosives. You'll know the gun went off (The stink, flash and smoke cloud are give-aways.), but the kick is more of a sharp shove back and upwards. It makes for a more civilised shooting sport!
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
True: both of my little savages are neutered and spend their time indoors. Though I occasionally take Hastur The Unspeakable (Second of That Name) out for walkies on a leash. It's fascinating to see the serval side of his Savannah Cat nature emerge at the sight of a bird or other scampery thing. Helps me understand why and how the Egyptians shared their homes with what is essentially a wild
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
Imagine the unpleasant conditions if our moggie friends weren't out there, keeping the bird and varmint populations down. We'd be overrun by rodents and have more starlings and pigeons than we could endure. The Egyptians had a good idea when the let those first servals into there homes. (The cats were probably sitting patiently outside on the house-front benches, smiling amiably and doi
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
I think my Savannah cat, Hastur The Unspeakable II, would snarf one up before I was even aware of its existence. There's a reason the old Egyptians worshipped these little fellows, y'know.
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
I was in Amsterdam on November 17 this year, just in time for the beginning of the holiday enormities. It seems that Swartze Piet is now a chimney sweep, to explain the black face. Why his colorful Renaissance costume isn't dirty is never explained.
Not being particularly fond of Christmas, I kept the creatures at bay with judicious use of my cane as I hied me off to the Hermitage to feast
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Voltaire
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Humanities
...or it might just be an expression of utter disgruntlement at having his throat cut without his permission.
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
I wonder if he was as unpleasant a person as his mummy's appearance suggests?
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Voltaire
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Ancient Egypt
I HAVE to close the lid...otherwise my Savannah cat, Hastur The Unspeakable, gets into it and plays around.
Silly beast.
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Voltaire
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Coffee Shop
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