It says a lot about the adjacent-to-reality world that Anfy and I live in that when I say, "Functional ceramics," he says, "What, like brakes?"
Or maybe we've just been watching too much Top Gear.
(Maybe? HAH.)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
It says a lot about the adjacent-to-reality world that Anfy and I live in that when I say, "Functional ceramics," he says, "What, like brakes?"
In the course of my work today, it became appropriate for me to write on the back of my hand: "Email Hitler."
Adventures in my workplace:
Dear person who I suspect is a telemarketer of some description who keeps ringing in the middle of the day, letting it ring three times (aka just enough to disconnent my internet) and then hanging up,
I honestly don't see why I should have to tell authors (twice) that no, they can't have a 100+ page chapter, especially when all their other chapters weigh in at ~20 pages.