Florence is one hell of a town.
Your frown it will turn upside down.
The art and the wine
And the women are fine,
But I can’t seem to find any Crown.
Crown Royal, that is. Except at the hotel bar, but I had to stop going there because of embarrassing behavior by a certain member or 2 of our group. Anyway, when we left Florence, we got to stay here.
is that anywhere near bandini mountain?
ha! that website… they left an open tag or two. “sexybookmark”
but seriously, i’m jealous. wrong country and all, but i’m picturing you lounging in borderline inappropriateness like alain delon in la piscine.
and, siena is away this weekend, but fiorentina plays at home on sunday. (you’d look good in purple.)
Got me a Fiorentina ball cap, but alas, I’m back in Charleston now. Got some good-natured ribbing from a guy in Siena the other day about said cap. Also, I got an Inter Milan jersey. The player is #22, Milito. Who is he? Any good?
ha! the other diego! love milito. and it goes with your theme, he’s the prince.
though i guess though the first other diego is simeone, also played for inter to decent success.
Sweet! That worked out perfectly.
Just googled that. Ha! I bet the family the palazzo is named after would be less than amused.
Bandi is a word for…..
bandini! Dammit
you must have watched as much KTTV and KTLA and KHJ as I did. (KCOP?)
yep, yep, yep.
i mean, wally! wally! wally!
my brother claims to have been one of the initiators of that.
no wonder you punched him.
Hope you’re having a great trip, though you should be looking for the local grappa not Crown Royal.
For convenience I also made the URL an explicit link – hope that’s OK.
Very ok, thank you. I’m unable to do that. I had a great time, and I’m home now. I want to live in Florence. As for the grappa, you’re right. I should have tried that. I did try drinking wine on a number of occasions, but I just can’t get into it.
in that case, you may enjoy drinking this.
Oh my God, that’s hilarious!
barcelona and real fighting over neymar. my kneejerk prediction: barça gets him because buh-bye alexis.
in case you missed this.
Here is a link to the compiler. Don’t click on the link because Asshole.
Florence is really cool.
Best under-the-radar museum in Italy: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opificio_delle_pietre_dure
is it related to the “caffè della pietra dura”? cause those tourist traps are everywhere.
Nope. It’s a museum.
(it was a pun. gotta gist italian to get it though.)
FK, I think I walked right past this place one day. I saw it and intended to go back, but never got time. I did find the museo fotografia, though. They had a Joel Peter Witkin exhibit. The next day, I went to the museo tortura in Siena. Both were great, but not a good combo from a mental standpoint.
Yeah, european torture museums really freak me out. Didn’t do one in Italy, but did in Germany
http://www.history-of-germany.com/?scid=rothenburg_torture
Between the two, I was in a really dark and depressed place. I don’t know if you’re familiar with Witkin, but his stuff is really disturbing. WARNING: NSFW!
o_O
riquelme just NAILED one. (two seconds after corinthians possibly had a bad offside nullify their goal.)
dedicated to anyone who thinks there are moments in soccer when you can’t possibly score.
riQUEEEEEELme. riQUEEEEEEEElme.
(gosh i hope this embed link works.)
i mean, ahem, HE’S NOT EVEN FUCKING LOOKING!
why does he have to? does the goal move or something?
moving goalposts? depends who you’re arguing against.
(soccer is boring because there are such few situations when one can possibly score! / i’ve seen *better* goals when it seemed nobody could possibly score which surely means there are lots and lots of these situations!)
;)
You’re not understanding the argument. It’s not that they couldn’t score from midfield (I’ve seen a goalie score on the opposing goal), it’s that a great majority of the “action” is in the center of the field away from the goal. The closer you get to the goal, the easier it is to make a little mistake that allows the ball in, the more suspense there is. Kicking it in from midfield is more a surprise than is suspenseful.
yes yes. sorry. i winkied because i knew i was engaging a made up version of your argument and thought it would explain why. because i get up in the morning to drop a one liner, not to get in an argument about whether a sport is boring to someone who doesn’t like it or the existence of god or any of the usual indefinite ineffables. sorry.
but, i shall try. [clears throat] to my mind, the only time it’s actually impossible to score, if that’s the determining factor, that a large quantity of time when it’s impossible to score is what makes a sport boring, is when the ball is dead. so, i may be wrong, but i’m going to guess that the amount of time with dead balls in baseball is going to be greater, and even if adjusted for dead ball over amount of total time of game.
and when i was born the doctor told my parents, we did everything we could. but he pulled through anyway. ba-dam-boom.
Holy carp.
Meh. I’ve seen better.
Ugh… I am the worst procrastinator on the planet. Which is why I’m here, of course.
What’s another day after 5 trillion of them?
I’ll finish the slides for this talk by the time the scale factor is a factor of two larger than its present value.
Actually, that might not work if the scale factor is defined to *always* equal one in the present.
Talk was completed and delivered. The universe is still pretty much the same size.
So that’s good?
Yep.
wait, does that mean you are good at procrastinating, or bad?
I bet I could out-procrastinate you.
i’ll bet that too. if i remember to tomorrow.
Haha, you win sir.
Oh crap. Were we doing that? Wait!! I still need to do mine. I’ll get right to it as soon as I do a few other things.
Nursing wisdom: It’s infected until we prove otherwise.
Also applies for sex.
“If it’s wet and not yours, don’t touch it” doesn’t apply to sex.
Well if you don’t have consent, it does.
Exactly. Depends what the definition of “yours” is
That sounds like it has a lovely story behind it.
Nope. Just a testing strategy. A lot of nursing questions deal with infection control. If someone has cellulitis and there’s a question about what patient to room them with, assume the cellulitis is infected.
Better safe than sorry?
Michael Pollan’s latest on the emerging science of the microbiome, wherein various emergences are studied to begin understanding the linkages of our bugs to our health. Say hello to your little friends.
We are what we eat, in part, because we are what our germs eat. Kraut mentioned prominently.
I was rummaging around the MLB Classics channel on Youtube and found one that would be a decent way to spend an off-day. Here’s your A’s lineup, with Stew on the mound:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=XkB35gPq9q0%3Flist%3DPLi70flcQkwNtV0pELwH_6QMipar_M6U6k” frameborder=”0″ allowfullscreen>
did they have canadian bunting behind the blue jays lineup?
I just missed you… we were in Florence the 16th-21st. I’ve decided to invest in a time machine and go back to being a 20-something art student so I can do the whole “studying abroad” thing there, but hopefully not have to room with any of the silly little girls that were living in student housing near our hotel…
So you never went to class and got drunk in your dorm exclusively with other Americans but now pronounce everything with an Italian accent and tell everyone how the experience “changed you” and others just don’t get what its like to rough it in an other country?
Your forgot the wine.
did i?
Yes. It’s not pretentious enough to say “got drunk in your dorm.”
fair enough
Where was your hotel? Ours was across from a park right by the river, and across the street from the Carbinieri barracks. About a 5 minute walk to Santa Croce, which was about 2 minutes from a dorm for Florence University of the Arts. If that’s where you were, I might have met some of those silly girls.
We were right by a hospital and a laundromat and an Irish pub. There was a little complex of student apartments that shared an entrance with our hotel. I was awoken one night by shrieking & laughter… looked out our window and into the apartment window across the courtyard to see a silly girl “shotgunning” a bottle of wine through a funnel.
They do it classy over there in Italy.
Was that near Palazzo Vecchio? If so, I know the pub. We went there one night, and a member of our group ordered nachos. Really. They were as bad as you’d expect. And apparently, she and some other people went back the next night and tried another version of the nachos, with no greater success.
Not really… and we didn’t go that pub, I just recall walking past it (many, many times, since it was right around the corner) and thinking it was funny.
Mr. Poppy was actually craving nachos one night, so he went to a “Mexican” restaurant to get some, and they were horrible. They came with “salsa” that was a basic marinara sauce with a lot of chili sauce added to it. He also ordered nachos via room service at our stopover hotel in London on the way home, and they were also horrible. Europe is Not Mexican Enough.
I’m not familiar with where you were, then. Which is not surprising, since I stayed in a very small part of Florence.