campus martius park, detroit, michigan, usa
—
society is like a large piece of frozen water;
and skating well is the great art of social life.
– Letitia Elizabeth Landon
The case of 100 missing brains has been solved. The brains, missing from the university of Texas in Austin, have been found at the university of Texas in San Antonio. T. Schallert, a professor at the Austin campus, said, “They, (the researchers at the San Antonio campus), read a media report and called to say, ‘We’ve got those brains!'”
The brains, used for research, have been AWOL since the 1990s, but their whereabouts took on a new urgency with the publication of a new book, “Malformed: Forgotten Brains of the Texas State Mental Hospital.
I am left wondering how one walks out with 100 brains, and how ironic that they have actually been forgotten.
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Credits: Gary Larson, the far side, the detroit free press wire services
is the
nom de plume
that i chose
many years ago
as i planned
to write
my
bodice ripper
romance novel
so
if you ever
see
the name
on a cover
pick up the book
only you
will know
who
the author
really is
and
it promises
to be
a classic
of sorts
—
romance is the glamour
which turns the dust of everyday life
into a golden haze.
– carolyn gold heilbrun
the first bite you take of a gingerbread cookie says a lot about your personality,
according to dr. alan hirsch, the neurological director of
‘the smell and taste treatment and research foundation. ‘
if you start with the head: you are a natural born leader
if you prefer the legs: you are sensitive
if you begin with the left arm: you’re likely creative
if you begin with the right arm: you tend to be pessimistic
if you don’t want to be judged for how you eat the thing,
you might just want to tear off everything at once when no one is looking.
a reblog of one of my first posts, as i await my loyal and hard-working computer’s return to life. and security is something we all seek and need. enjoy –
I didn't have my glasses on....
playing with my grand babies recently, and watching each of them reach for various familiar things when tired or in need of comfort, i was taken back to the days when my three daughters were young. each of them, as well as their friends, had something they relied on to soothe and reassure themselves. it seemed to be a very personal choice and there was no way for the adults to predict or account for these important selections.
in our house, it ran the gamut from a very long, skinny strip of yellow knitting, (meant to be a blanket but ultimately it became something more akin to a giant scarf, as knitting is not my forte), a well-worn puffy checked blanket, (meant to be a welcome home from the hospital gift for my first daughter, but not actually completed until the third was born…
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as my mac book air
leaves
the warmth
of
the counter top
it enters into
a world of the unknown
a giant ziploc bag
filled with rice
with fingers crossed
and plenty of hope
for a speedy recovery
and i had a good laugh
when i realized
that i had
purchased
brown rice
in hopes
that it would
somehow
be healthier
for it
—
“cross your fingers, throw salt over your shoulder, knock on wood…
simple folk remedies for unfortunate situations.
silly superstitions…
but were they based in truth from a past long forgotten? i didn’t know,
but it wouldn’t hurt to just do it and let the universe do its job if it was of a mind to.
don’t you think?”
― madelyn alt