Absolutely excellent post by my pal Angelo Benuzzi.
I thought I should share it with my readers (and it’s also a great wayto test the “reblog” function).
Enjoy!
There are many strange tales about WWII, stories caught between documented facts and myth that echoes thru decades to be told again and again. This one is about Timur (Tamerlano for italians), his tomb, an archeologist and the nazi invasion of Russia.
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Short harmless post today.
I’m taking an in-deptyh look at Pinterest, a tool I’ve been using in the past as a simple “place to collect stuff”, but which I’d like to turn into a more hands-on resource for my writing, and not just as a promotional tool.
I’ll keep you posted as soon as something develops, but in the meantime… while I was crawling through the web reading articles, I stumbled on some interesting demographics.
Looks like Pinterest is a girl’s best friend, in terms of social networking and media sharing.
70% of the useres, they tell me, are female.
I wonder why.
Male users seem to stick to Tumblr or Flickr.
Curious.
I mean, this will not change the way I look at the Pinterest utility, but…
Now the fun bit of being both a scientist and a writer, is the fact that my first reaction is… why?
I’m still looking for a viable explanation.
I watched a lot of adventure/fantasy/sf movies, when I was a kid, in the second half of the ’70s.
The two main venues, as far as I was concerned, were the church cinema, in the local parish, and the Cinema Colosseo (not bad as a name), two blocks away from my grandmother’s.
The parish cinema was a shoestring operation, put together by a young priest as a way to attract kids for the saturday evening service.
The deal was, you get the movie, then you go to mass.
Well, ok, it was a fair deal.
I used to skip church, but I did enjoy the movies: a weekly dose of Zorro, Tarzan, assorted Kaiju eiga, the occasional Sinbad adventure, quite a lot of dinosaurs. Continue reading
Just got back from the emergency ward of the Nizza Monferrato Hospital.
A superficial varicose vein in my right leg punctured, causing abundant bleeding and no less panic.
I am proud like a little boy scout* for the fact that not only I was able to stop the bleeding by applying a finger to the hole, but was also clear-headed enough to talk my father out of a panic frenzy for him to be able to drive me to the hospital.
From the whole ordeal, I came back with the following useful information:
Oh, and now I own a blood-spattered copy of Richard Cohen’s (excellent) By the Sword, which sort of feels all right.
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* I never was a boy scout
Karavansara has now a Tumblr extension – just click on the plane at the top of the central column.
West of Constantinople, East of Shanghai will feature posts from the blog and extras picked up around the web.
And as I am at it, I may also remind you of our Pinterest depandance – for graphical contents and more.
Just stumbled on this short little free essay about Chinese influence as a hub for the Silk Road and beyond.
I’ll review it soon, but in the meantime…
It’s called The Effect Of China On Korea And Japan In Pre-Modern Asia, by Corey Walden.
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