Seeing that picture at the top made me wonder if they'd illustrate the article entirely with pictures from Atlanta, where we have not only Peachtree Street, bu West Peachtree St., North Peachtree Rd., Peachtree Lane, Peachtree Circle, Peachtree Ave, Peachtree Drive, Peachtree Plaza...
Love the movie, never read the book, though I may have to check it out now. There was a story I heard about John Huston inviting the author to the set- the author declined, saying he'd send his assistant instead, but Huston suspected it was B. Travern himself in disguise.
Personally, I'd like to compare these results with how they react to Every Which Way But Loose. Clint Eastwood is like the control variable, but we'll switch his costar from Eli Wallach to an orangutan and see how they react.
They are a set of ceremonial tongs used by Freemasons. Should you find yourself having dinner at a masonic lodge (or the home of a lodge's primate) and encounter a an overcooked lump of something foul and unchewable in your stew, called a 'grimsby', know that it was placed there deliberately to test you. (If you are not at a Masonic lodge, it may simply be the result of careless cookery.) You must approach your host, hopping on one foot, and perform the secret Masonic handshake. He is obliged to hand over the tongs, and you must then use them to extract the grimsby. Alternately, you may attempt to swallow the grimsby without comment. But your host knows it was in there, and that you didn't follow proper procedure, so don't expect to be invited back!
I think it's interesting just to look at what he changed between the photo and the painting- the kid is younger, the policeman is leaning in closer, the short order cook is older and thinner, etc, and consider why he made those changes, i.e. is there some way the world of his painting is better than the reality of the photo, or is it just different?
Actually, while we can theorize about element 117's properties, no one has successfully produced a sample of it in a lab (though 118 has been produced) and so it's left off of many periodic tables, including this one.
For accuracy, I should also get to eat half of whatever is left of cupcake #118 about every millisecond. Every tasty millisecond...
Pecan pie would have to be my favorite, but I've wondered myself why orange is a popular fruit, but virtually unheard of as a pie.
For accuracy, I should also get to eat half of whatever is left of cupcake #118 about every millisecond. Every tasty millisecond...