“You know I hate, detest, and can’t bear a lie, not because I am straighter that the rest of us, but simply because it appalls me. There is a taint of death, a flavor of mortality in lies — which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world — what I want to forget. It makes me miserable and sick, like biting something rotten would do.”
— From The Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad
From the Jelke Good Luck Margarine Recipe Book of 1927
I’ve always associated Edward Hopper with “Nighthawks” and had no clue about his other works. This one, “The Mansard Roof” from 1923 really took my breath away. Partly because I love awnings.
For posting when away.
A signed, real photo postcard of Stu Miller, my favorite baseball player, famous for throwing a bewildering variety of pitches, characterized as slow, slower and slowest. I first saw him on television, with Vin Scully doing the play-by-play, and as Miller came to the mound in relief, Scully said something like, “Ah, Stu Miller, the Junkman.” And he listed pitches in Miller’s portfolio that I’d never even heard of, including a palm ball. I had to admire a man who could strike out the great hitters of the day, without a fastball. Other authorities noted:
“You could eat a sandwich waiting for the ball to come to the plate, but you couldn’t see it when it got there.” — Hank Aaron
“His winding curve ball makes strong men swing like naturalists waving butterfly nets.” — Bud Collins, The Boston Globe
“I never expected a curve that slow. I felt like I waited an hour for it, but I was still way out in front.” — Mickey Mantle
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