I love this fragment of reality on the back of a bag of heavy cream powder we just purchased. Anthony's is a good product, but this remark is fun, too.
There's a college Physics final exam going on in my dining room right now. That's as close to Physics as I have been since I was a Senior in high school, dipped my toe into the Physics world, and ran screaming before I got in too deep. Yeah, that's why I play with words. It's... Continue Reading →
The word for hose in Russian is “schlang”. When the short, stout Irina Leikina was addressing us in her mad bursts of Muscovite Russian, she demonstrated with her flying hands. “And my son,” she bellowed. “He was pouring water out of the schlanga--” She gesticulated towards her groin, as if she were her tall, half... Continue Reading →