My dreams are nothing if not inventive. Just woke up from dreaming I was at a Rocky Horror Picture Show-style viewing of Britney Spears’ 2002 masterpiece Crossroads (really of a TV-series spin-off of the movie). For some reason, this took place in Москва in Russian. This happened with my long-dead father, whose Russian had improved […]

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I may have spent too much mental capacity pondering questions for Quiz Night XL lately; as I was preparing a torus¹⁾ with cheese for a snack, I found myself pondering the fractal dimension of bread. Of course, I’m not contemplating any pleb piece of real-life bread succumbing to stupid rules of quantization, but the Platonic […]

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I may need to get myself committed – not only did I spend twice as long in the vegetable part as in the rest of the supermarket combined, I saw some radishes and thought to myself they would be nice as a snack. Only mitigating factor is that I saw a spelt bun and decided […]

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