Das eez kaput! Sometime around 2002 I spaced the entire database table that mapped individual entries to categories. Such is life. What follows is a random sampling of entries that were associated with the category. Over time, the entries will be updated and then it will be even more confusing. Wander around, though, it's still a fun way to find stuff.
Most of it was bland and unexciting, in both its colouring and execution. There were a few places where you could really enjoy the craftmanship except that I start to get a bit sea-sick if I look at too much swirly stuff for too long. But the little shop, with day's fascist newspaper used to wrap your purchases, had at least had a range of work. Which really means there were a few pieces that weren't drenched in a blizzard of activity let alone any glaze at all.
So I bought a pair of squat bowls with pointy covers and that must have been the price of admission to see everything the shop owner had collected for himself over the years. It was, not surprisingly, a lot of 18th and 19th century swirly-gigs and giant handles and pouty spouts. But there were two flower bowls, one small and one large, baked in a dusty, unglazed clay. The shell was made of layered
petals
, maybe an eighth of an inch think, that clustered at the peak. To open it, you held the sides and gently lifted the top.
There was other stuff (wasn't there a ceramic penis? there's always a ceramic penis, isn't there?) but I didn't really notice any of it after the flowers. And the bowls I bought, they turn out to be lousy vessels for storing cookies. I discovered this the morning after when all the cookies had suddenly taken on enough moisture that they were no longer crisp to the bite and crumbled with all the intensity of a damp sponge.
Damn fascists.
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Comment
field but it is deliberately verbose and you can win a little extra space by doing things like removing new lines. If your description is very long you could even stick it in a separate file and point to it as a external resource. I don't really like those kinds of solutions but atleast a reference to the data is embedded in the image itself which is a good deal better than having to remember [insert clever secondary file for image meta-data scheme here]. see also :
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Date: Thu, 27 Feb 2003 18:48:56 -0500 (EST) From: Aaron Straup Cope To: ... Subject: Tell me, how long am I going to have to listen to Daniel Libeskind... ...blather on and on like this? Leaving the slurry wall exposed and the slice-o-light are pretty nice ideas but a building whose height was determined based on the year that the U.S. acheived independence? The transmission tower from the WTC not just grafted on to the giant healing crystal of an office building but "rising up like the arm on the Statue of Liberty" ? What is this -- a 911 theme park? The buildings are bad enough all by themselves. Do we really have to also imbue them with all this pomp, circumstance and saccharine? Oh the pain... make it stop!!!
The product includes an AxKit plugin, an AxKit provider and DTDs and Stylesheets to make delivering SXW files to the web a trivial matter, and the results are pretty too.
[is a] a command line client that I wrote which talks to the MT MySQL backend.
On a tangentially related note, is there anyone out there will to test Bloxsom and/or LiveJournal engines for Net::Blogger ?The strategy I used to create this emacs extension is very simple. Since I don't know lisp (and lisp isn't trivial to pick up), write just enough lisp to scrap data out of emacs and shell out to the perl script for the real work. It's almost as if I'm treating emacs like a web browser (yes I know emacs already has a real web browser and spreadsheet program).
Used to describe something that's fantastic, wonderful, amazing, bringing about many happy warm fuzzy feelings.
ex. Rob is an extremely fantabulanistical person.
polymath n : a person of great and varied learning wn
Laudable \Laud"a*ble\, a. [L. laudabilis: cf. OE. laudable. See {Laud}, v. i.] 1. Worthy of being lauded; praiseworthy; commendable; as, laudable motives; laudable actions; laudable ambition. 2. (Med.) Healthy; salubrious; normal; having a disposition to promote healing; not noxious; as, laudable juices of the body; laudable pus. --Arbuthnot. web1913
laudable adj : worthy of high praise; "applaudable efforts to save the environment"; "a commendable sense of purpose"; "laudable motives of improving housing conditions"; "a significant and praiseworthy increase in computer intelligence" [syn: {applaudable}, {commendable}, {praiseworthy}] wn
something that is able to be made into a combo. Used in Pool games.
ex. "That shot looks comboable"
When it, hanging by the inside of the door to the shop owner's private , was mentioned afterwards the shapes I had noticed in my peripheral vision on my way out started to make sense.
It was the first and last shop we went to in Deruta. All the others that we saw, save for one that was selling garish Picasso -esque splatter comedies, continue to produce the same ornate and intricate decorative pieces that the town is famous for.