2 jiggers Southern Comfort
1 jigger lemon juice
half jigger agave nectar
top with champagne.
That is an E=MC squared. It’s what I’m drinking. Here is the recipe in Italian: http://www.cocktailmania.it/ricette-cocktail-esotici/376/E%3Dmc2.html
And I’m sitting here listening to Al Stewart, and it occurs to me that if black is defined as a “color” which absorbs all light, then black lettering on a white background–white being all colors the human eye can detect–is technically read by inference. Letters like you are reading now are spaces–like stencils–formed in an otherwise uniform pattern of radiance. They are actually gaps, when we assume they have positive existence.
There is something interesting in here somewhere, but at a certain point I have to stop posting. I don’t always–but I should, and usually do.
Seriously: I don’t surf porn. I don’t play video games. I don’t watch TV. I work, I drink, I write, I stare for long periods at the wall lost in thought, and love smoking cigars. I suppose one could question if I am a ‘Murican at all.
Oh, I think one could say that what is most special about this country is one is free to love it in any way one pleases.