This is a font made up from samples of Austen's handwriting. Fun for all ages.
This is a font made up from samples of Austen's handwriting. Fun for all ages.
I don't know if there are any good reasons to use photos of children AT ALL in newspapers. If they're under the age of majority, there's no reason to subject them to public scrutiny as the subject of photojournalism. And they can't enter into contracts, so shouldn't be used as models. It seems to me the deleterious…
"I think I got hacked!"
Plenty of good stories to tell out there.
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THESE are snotrocks: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyura_chi…
Me thinks the thousands buying Fuelshark show there is a market out there for homeopathic gasoline. I could make millions...
Exactly! Just like those people who poo-poo perpetual motion machines... WITHOUT TESTING THEM PERPETUALLY!
Fun fact: The font used for the game's title is based on Austen's handwriting.
B-roll footage from everyday life in the Capitol of Panem?
Lederhosen? I can't imagine how long you need to cook those before they're ready for the table....
(It was fun playing!)
I understand that in Mongolia they cook their vulnerability in the skin of a goat with hot stones and serve it with a savory coy sauce.
When I plan my dinner menus, I try to achieve a balance of the six component tastes that the tongue can detect.
Sweet. Salty. Bitter. Sour. Umami. Vulnerability.
Oh, I've been to your dinner parties. You can't make me believe for a second that there's any sort of shortage — of tuber, raceme, or mammal rib rack — that could subvert the perfect melancholy of those evenings. You're just looking for attention aren't you.
I fail to see what that has to do with the price of beets in Caprica.
I'd thought the parents were to be blinded shortly after their abduction from the shantytown; perhaps I'm confusing this with the cultivation of parsnips.
How the hell can you tell what color they are...
... IF YOU'RE DIGGING THEM ON THE FIRST NIGHT OF THE NEW MOON as one should.
Duck fat? What are we, Rockefellers? I'll just use a heaping spoonful of the contents of the can of goose grease I keep in the fridge.