Day archive for August 14th, 2005

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Julia Maiana, murdered by a husband cruel

Posted: August 14th 2005 21:48. Last modified: August 14th 2005 21:50

EulĂ lia has discovered a Gallo-Roman memorial in Lyon to a woman murdered by her husband. I like blogs with photos, but her drawings are wonderful.


Categories: (Pre-)Roman, Splog

The Al-Andalusian truth behind April Fool’s

Posted: August 14th 2005 21:21. Last modified: August 14th 2005 21:44

Damn shame that all Tony Blair’s moderate Muslims turned out to be cartoon psychos. Here’s another burst of frivolity, available in several locations, which, like Yasser Arafat, I take to be a spoof:
Many of us celebrate what is known as April fool or, if it is translated literally, the “trick of April”. But how much [...]


Categories: Early Middle

Orism

Posted: August 14th 2005 19:06. Last modified: August 14th 2005 19:22

Kamagurka:

An orism is an aphorism that.
Omelettes are eggs that dream they’re falling.
–How’s the digging in your garden going?
–Not bad, they’ve just hit New York. Manhattan’s already completely uncovered.
–Isn’t it a bit busy having a major city in your garden?
–It’s not that bad really. The time difference means that they’re asleep when I’m sat in it [...]


Categories: Les bourgeois, Provisions and utensils of the household and the fields, Splog

Haikus in Beirut

Posted: August 14th 2005 17:58. Last modified: August 14th 2005 18:02

I was singing this afternoon somewhere and sang “Haikus in Beirut” instead of “Moonlight in Vermont”, completely by mistake. I was thinking about the time in the middle of the night when we drunkenly tried to hijack a plane to go and kidnap an amateur poet’s true love from her family in the Bekaa Valley [...]


Categories: Les bourgeois, Splog

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Barcelona

  • March 18 1376 

    Tempestad marina en las costas de Barcelona, donde se hunde un barco procedente de GĂ©nova y fallecen 60 personas.

Josep Pla, Palafrugell (1918-9)

  • 18 de març de 1918 Aquest matĂ­, al safareig del jardĂ­, he vist la primera oreneta de l’any. L’ocell era al cantell de pedra del dipòsit, molt a la vora de l’aigua, i tractava, amb grans dificultats, de beure’n una gota. A la tarda, en passar per davant de l’esglĂ©sia, les orenetes xisclaven volant, descrivint circumferències molt amples, al voltant del [...]
  • 18 de març de 1919 Nit. Em quedo sol a la cambra de la dispesa. VigĂ­lia del meu sant. Recordo que molts anys enrera, a Palafrugell, en tal nit com aquesta, passaven colles d’homes per les cases que cantaven els goigs. «Sed, JosĂ©, nuestro abogado – en esta vida mortal» –deien. Perfectament. Hom els donava mitja dotzena d’ous i se’ls havia [...]

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