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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 07:25:56 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>literature</category><category>grammar</category><category>b-b-b-b-b-b-babyruthless</category><category>bookclub</category><category>austen</category><category>audio</category><category>hello world</category><category>magazine</category><category>photography</category><category>food</category><category>books</category><category>comics</category><category>vintage</category><category>design</category><category>comic</category><category>music</category><category>shakespeare</category><category>site news</category><category>affluenza</category><category>architecture</category><category>fashion</category><category>publishing</category><category>style</category><title>Baby Ruthless</title><description>Snobbery Is The Only Currency We Have In This Bankrupt World</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>403</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/RtOZ" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/rtoz" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-4493961695674780767</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T13:57:26.574-05:00</atom:updated><title>John Cale on I've Got A Secret, 1963</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TYHIqMmtS-0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TYHIqMmtS-0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-4493961695674780767?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/09/john-cale-on-ive-got-secret-1963.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-1060321556741595121</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-03T18:37:57.607-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Hunter (excerpt)</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div visible="file:///Users/johnny/Library/Caches/Adium/Default/TEMP-2QT54G.png"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From Richard Stark's THE HUNTER, the first novel about cold-blooded criminal Parker:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div visible="file:///Users/johnny/Library/Caches/Adium/Default/TEMP-2QT54G.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="webkit-indent-blockquote" style="margin: 0 0 0 40px; border: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;Office women in passing cars looked at him and felt vibrations above their nylons. He was big and shaggy, with flat square shoulders and arms too long in sleeves too short. He wore a gray suit, limp with age and no pressing. His shoes and socks were both black and both holey. The shoes were holey on the bottom, the socks were holey at heel and toe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His hands, swinging curve-fingered at his sides, looked like they were molded of brown clay by a sculptor who thought big and liked veins. His hair was brown and dry and dead, blowing around his head like a poor toupee about to fly loose. His face was a chipped chunk of concrete, with eyes of flawed onyx. His mouth was a quick stroke, bloodless. His suit coat fluttered behind him, and his arms swung easily as he walked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The office women looked at him and shivered. They knew he was a bastard, they knew his big hands were born to slap with, they knew his face would never break into a smile when he looked at a woman. They knew what he was, they thanked God for their husbands, and still they shivered. Because they knew how he would fall on a woman in the night. Like a tree.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-1060321556741595121?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/08/hunter-excerpt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-908773071683563481</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 23:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-24T18:08:03.854-05:00</atom:updated><title>Affluenza: July 24</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gargyle.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;products_id=1081&amp;amp;cPath="&gt;United Bamboo Seersucker Blazer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful! (Those dinks in Vampire Weekend will be SO JEALOUS...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="a012975"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.core77.com/blog/events/home_housewares_show_2009in_cartoons_12975.asp"&gt;Home + Housewares Show 2009...In Cartoons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilarious comic excursion to a housewares tradeshow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.gizmodo.com/5211386/floating-cloud-couch-concept-doesnt-look-physically-possible"&gt;Floating Cloud Couch Concept Doesn't Look Physically Possible&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gizmodo gets in the Affluenza business...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Affluenza Approves:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://interiordesignroom.blogspot.com/2009/04/alt-ctrl-del-three-pillow-set.html"&gt;Alt Ctrl Del pillows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revol-design.com/coinbank.html"&gt;Coin Bank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=60&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=16808313&amp;amp;parentid=M_ACC_WHATSNEW&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=111&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=M_ACC_WHATSNEW&amp;amp;popId=MENS_WHATSNEW&amp;amp;prepushId="&gt;Levis Canvas Messenger Bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garnettjewelry.com/home/gar/page_775/flourishing_pendant_necklace.html"&gt;Flourishing Pendant Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.dieselsweeties.com/products/warning-vehicle-transforms-into-robot-stickers"&gt;Diesel Sweeties bumper sticker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kibardindesign.com/special-projects/concept/black-and-white-clock.aspx"&gt;Black And White Clock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.highsnobette.com/news/2009/07/14/asics-x-hello-kitty/"&gt;Asics X Hello Kitty!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://design-milk.com/kindling-shop/"&gt;Kindling Photo Holder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's A Branch You Idiots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/10/view/5757/william-stone-wares-modified-furniture.html"&gt;'Wares' by William Stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's A Plank You Idiots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ashesandmilk.com/blog/paper/bryan-nash-gill/"&gt;Bryan Nash Gill's Hemlock 82&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's A Stump You...whoa, these are actually really breathtakingly beautiful. (&lt;a href="http://www.ashesandmilk.com/hemlock-82/"&gt;Four large&lt;/a&gt;, though.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="a012975"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stylishgent.tumblr.com/post/96045109/the-perils-of-window-shopping-on-the-internet-i"&gt;2008 Samsonite Black Label Suitcase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous, of course. And note the blogger's intriguing coining of the adjective "shitful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.yubz.com/eng/prod_mobile.php?id=8"&gt;Yubz Talk Mobile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I've written before about the interesting life span these things have had--from goofy joke to useful accessory--and here's a place to get one. Forty bucks for a solid, good-sounding headset sounds like a STEAL to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "&lt;i&gt;Is this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.timecube.com/"&gt;Time Cube&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or NotCot?"&lt;/i&gt; NotCot&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.notcot.org/post/21183/"&gt;caption of the week&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The transparent platelets have been planned in order to uniform diffuse the punctual bundle of the LED, that they represent between the more fascinating sources than light of the future, designed by Massimo Iosa Ghini." Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/8/view/6223/gaetano-pesce-meritalia-at-milan-design-week-09.html"&gt;Meritalia at Milan Design Week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winner of this installment's prestigious&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2008/04/affluenza-april-9.html"&gt;Nacho Carbonell&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Award&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/node/48432"&gt;The Onion Magazine's Design Issue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Onion gets into the Affluenza business...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Diluting That Brand Presence!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gadgets.boingboing.net/2009/06/19/4gb-louis-vuitton-us.html"&gt;Louis Vuitton USB Thumbdrive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saksfifthavenue.com/main/ProductDetail.jsp?PRODUCT%253C%253Eprd_id=845524446216543"&gt;Armani Pacifier&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.saksfifthavenue.com/main/ProductDetail.jsp?PRODUCT%253C%253Eprd_id=845524446216552&amp;amp;FOLDER%253C%253Efolder_id=282574492713800&amp;amp;ASSORTMENT%253C%253East_id=1408474399545537&amp;amp;bmUID=1248472147007"&gt;Baby Bottle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://design-milk.com/dotz-entertainment-identifiers/"&gt;Dotz Entertainment Identifiers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genius!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.upfactory.com/model/show/3159"&gt;Bas&amp;nbsp;veines et artères&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it to French hipsters. (The original caption for this entry was "Tres sexy!" but I didn't trust some of you guys to realize I was being sarcastic...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planikausa.com/collection/1/3"&gt;Groundfloor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Open Flame Is The New Bowl Of Rocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bust.com/blog/2009/06/10/sleep-under-a-box-so-someone-else-doesnt-have-to.html"&gt;Le Clochard Sheets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the idea of upper-middles lining up to buy bedsheets that look like cardboard. (Also: the designer goes by the name "Snurk.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notcot.com/archives/2009/06/floor_of_pennie.php"&gt;Floor Of Pennies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guarantee 85% of the people who saw this thought to themselves "Weekend project!" (Including myself.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://goodbadetsy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Good, The Bad, and The Etsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Affluenza's favorite new blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://design-milk.com/batucada-jewelry-giveaway-from-brooklyn5and10-new-baroco-necklace-or-collar/"&gt;Batucada Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momastore.org/museum/moma/ProductDisplay_Bubble%20Necklace_10451_10001_13797"&gt;Bubble Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two utterly gorgeous pieces of jewelry. (Be sure to click on Other Views at the Bubble Necklace link to see how great it looks in person.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LINK OF THE WEEK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vogue.co.uk/news/daily/090610-hermes-is-breeding-crocodiles-to-me.aspx"&gt;Hermes Is Breeding Crocodiles To Meet Demand For Its Bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-908773071683563481?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/07/affluenza-july-24.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-4350151019455118860</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 08:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-12T03:15:02.399-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Law Of Fail</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;Once a web community has decided to dislike a person, topic, or idea, the conversation will shift from criticizing the idea to become a competition about who can be most scathing in their condemnation." -Anil Dash&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-4350151019455118860?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/07/law-of-fail.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-6991947905579370791</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T20:27:08.662-05:00</atom:updated><title>from DOG OF THE SOUTH, by Charles Portis</title><description>&amp;quot;The kind of people I know now don&amp;#39;t have barbecues, Mama. They stand  &lt;br&gt;up alone at nights in small rooms and eat cold weenies.  My so-called  &lt;br&gt;friends are bums. Many of them are nothing but rats. They spread T.B.  &lt;br&gt;and use dirty language. Some of them can even move their ears. They&amp;#39;re  &lt;br&gt;wife-beaters and window peepers and night crawlers and dope fiends.  &lt;br&gt;They have running sores on the backs of their hands that never heal.  &lt;br&gt;They peer up from cracks in the floor with their small red eyes and  &lt;br&gt;watch for chances.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-6991947905579370791?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-dog-of-south-by-charles-portis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-4659231576312221080</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T12:25:15.901-05:00</atom:updated><title>How I would live without the human delicacy to which I am witness?</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;For one day, an Israeli newspaper replaced its journalists&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.forward.com/articles/107571/"&gt;with novelists and poets&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote class="webkit-indent-blockquote" style="margin: 0 0 0 40px; border: none; padding: 0px;"&gt;Among those articles were gems like the stock market summary, by author Avri Herling. It went like this: "Everything's okay. Everything's like usual. Yesterday trading ended. Everything's okay. The economists went to their homes, the laundry is drying on the lines, dinners are waiting in place… Dow Jones traded steadily and closed with 8,761 points, Nasdaq added 0.9% to a level of 1,860 points…. The guy from the shakshuka [an Israeli egg-and-tomato dish] shop raised his prices again…." And the weather report was a poem by Roni Somek, titled "Summer Sonnet." ("Summer is the pencil/that is least sharp/in the seasons' pencil case.") News junkies might call this a postmodern farce, but considering that the stock market won't be soaring anytime soon, and that "hot" is really the only weather forecast there is during Israeli summers, who's to say these articles aren't factual?&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-4659231576312221080?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-would-live-without-human-delicacy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-8638667361338188643</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T01:06:07.919-05:00</atom:updated><title>Momma</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;Your mom has probably already sent you&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/afv/index?pn=player&amp;amp;itemId=5587046"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt;, and sure, it's cute, but what strikes me about it is how urgently the baby is trying to communicate something, and how frustrated she gets when her dad starts laughing at her. Look how serious she is!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-8638667361338188643?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/06/momma.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-7200807076644692391</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 01:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-09T20:02:27.069-05:00</atom:updated><title>But If We Started Dating It Would Ruin Our Friendship...</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/opinion/but_if_we_started_dating_it?utm_source=onion_rss_daily"&gt;...Where I Ask You To Do Things And You Do Them&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-7200807076644692391?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-if-we-started-dating-it-would-ruin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-1593597450857925489</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T17:18:28.713-05:00</atom:updated><title>Steampunk Cake was Blatantly Copied.</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kvetch.indiebride.com/index.php?t=msg&amp;amp;th=41588&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;rid=0&amp;amp;S=6303fddc8e3659066fce03565fe474bb"&gt;Steampunk Cake was Blatantly Copied.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bride fights are almost as funny as Wikipedia editor fights. (&lt;i&gt;thanks, Molly!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-1593597450857925489?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/06/steampunk-cake-was-blatantly-copied.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-9074436414978070571</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 19:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-27T14:36:36.801-05:00</atom:updated><title>Kanye West</title><description>&amp;quot;Sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self- &lt;br&gt;absorbed. I am not a fan of books. I would never want a book&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;autograph. . . . I am a proud non-reader of books. I like to get  &lt;br&gt;information from doing stuff like actually talking to people and  &lt;br&gt;living real life.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-9074436414978070571?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/kanye-west.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-2195159688929154322</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T14:03:58.035-05:00</atom:updated><title>from BODY COUNT, by Christian Jungerson</title><description>We all know that the bottle of wine we&amp;#39;ve drunk tonight could have  &lt;br&gt;paid for vaccinating twenty kids and saving the life of at least one.  &lt;br&gt;I very much hope that the world will become a better place. And if it  &lt;br&gt;does, our grandchildren may look at us the way young people today  &lt;br&gt;regard the generation who collaborated with the Nazis. They&amp;#39;ll say, &amp;quot;I  &lt;br&gt;do not understand you.&amp;quot; We will explain that life simply was the way  &lt;br&gt;it was. &amp;quot;Famines came and went and no one did anything about it.  &lt;br&gt;People died of hunger to provide us with cheaper coffee.&amp;quot; We&amp;#39;ll have  &lt;br&gt;to admit that we knew but chose to do nothing about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-2195159688929154322?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-body-count-by-christian-jungerson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-3376968186997036816</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-21T18:59:23.243-05:00</atom:updated><title>heita3</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;To steal a line from Knocked Up: I wish I was as excited about anything in my life as this guy is about&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/heita3"&gt;his musical instruments&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-3376968186997036816?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/heita3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-819014205149197284</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 00:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-20T19:48:36.714-05:00</atom:updated><title>Reese Cake</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vanillakitchen.blogspot.com/2008/08/chocolate-peanut-butter-cake-with-pb-c.html"&gt;Yum.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-819014205149197284?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/reese-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-1455121342982812281</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-19T11:59:27.315-05:00</atom:updated><title>Scott Sternberg's Rules of Style</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://menstyleadvisor.blogspot.com/2009/02/scott-sternberg-rules-of-style.html"&gt;The Top Ten Rules of Style&lt;/a&gt;, by Band Of Outsiders head designer, Scott Sternberg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-1455121342982812281?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/style-advisor-scott-sternberg-rules-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-1594793062288180078</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-19T03:11:30.021-05:00</atom:updated><title>Don't Wanna Be Alone...What For?</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;I think I understand why people in the 80s--Don Delilo, J.G. Ballard--felt like Western Culture was coming to end:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZGwGFpjFxI"&gt;1985 Plymouth Duster Commercial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;I hope one day we get a feature-length Boogie Nights-style biopic about the filming of this ad. (PS:&amp;nbsp;Whatever you do, don't start clicking on Related Videos, because it will seriously eat up half your day.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-1594793062288180078?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-wanna-be-alonewhat-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-4363615936242656659</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-19T01:28:38.291-05:00</atom:updated><title>Pevear and Volokhonsky really make the text come alive, don't they?</title><description>via Wikipedia and Waxy.org, the correct translation of Zero Wing's "All your base are belong to us" cutscene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AD 2101: War has begun.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt; What was that?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Engineer: &lt;/span&gt;Someone has planted a bomb on the ship!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communication operator: &lt;/span&gt;Captain! Receiving transmission!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captain: &lt;/span&gt;What?!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communication operator: &lt;/span&gt;Incoming visual on the main screen.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captain: &lt;/span&gt;Y...You!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CATS:&lt;/span&gt; You look busy, gentlemen.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With the help of the Federation Government forces, &lt;b&gt;CATS has taken all of your bases.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Your ship is about to meet its doom as well.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captain: &lt;/span&gt;This...this is ridiculous!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CATS: &lt;/span&gt;We are grateful for your cooperation.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cherish these few remaining moments of your lives. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ha ha ha ha ha...&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communication operator: &lt;/span&gt;Captain....&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt; I order you to launch all ZIG units! We have no choice but to entrust them with our hopes for our future. We're counting on you, ZIG!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;UPDATE: Don't miss the always-hilarious &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk:All_your_base_are_belong_to_us"&gt;Wikipedia discussion page&lt;/a&gt; about whether or not this translation truly belongs on a fake encylopedia created by amazing gaylords.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-4363615936242656659?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/pevear-and-volokhonsky-really-make-text.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-4922257937715441975</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 06:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-17T01:26:51.958-05:00</atom:updated><title>We Don't Die, We Just Get High</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;We Are Supervision has an utterly fantastic &lt;a href="http://wearesupervision.blogspot.com/2009/03/chicago-lesser-known-arts-history.html"&gt;gallery of business cards&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;created by Chicago street gangs of the 70s.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-4922257937715441975?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-dont-die-we-just-get-high.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-1446590129875325890</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-11T10:46:20.202-05:00</atom:updated><title>"The TV shows of the Nineties have so much to offer style-wise."</title><description>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px"&gt;BREAKING: This week's Teen Vogue Girl Of The Week from Estonia;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.teenvogue.com/connect/blogs/snapshot/2009/05/girl-of-the-week-merily-leis.html"&gt;Has picture taken&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in what I've always imagined all of Estonia looks like.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-1446590129875325890?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/tv-shows-of-nineties-have-so-much-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-1658925388875797876</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T23:05:00.159-05:00</atom:updated><title>Mynah Bird</title><description>An excerpt from &lt;em&gt;Cecil and Jordan in New York: Stories by Gabrielle Bell&lt;/em&gt;. These frames are from the dream-like story "My Affliction." Our unnamed protagonist heroine has just been given a little wooden man named "Charlie" by her therapist, who tells her to try to fall in love with it. Then this happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh3gI5O6Ee8/SgOvKlkZqbI/AAAAAAAAATE/nGn8ycLelE8/s1600-h/mynah-bird-part-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh3gI5O6Ee8/SgOvKlkZqbI/AAAAAAAAATE/nGn8ycLelE8/s400/mynah-bird-part-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333298980155140530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-1658925388875797876?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/mynah-bird.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh3gI5O6Ee8/SgOvKlkZqbI/AAAAAAAAATE/nGn8ycLelE8/s72-c/mynah-bird-part-1.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-7250469909588088181</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 03:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T22:03:48.449-05:00</atom:updated><title>Capitilization of Titles and Headlines: A Special Baby Ruthless Grammar Insert</title><description>This morning I had a question about whether a word in a headlines should be capitalized or not. So I looked up the &lt;i&gt;Capitalization of Headlines and Titles&lt;/i&gt; section of the &lt;i&gt;Chicago Manual of Style.&lt;/i&gt; I'd been meaning to do this for a while, and I figured today was the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are pretty straightforward, so I thought I'd compile a cheat sheet for you guys to use. We'll deal with the words that have to be uppercase first, then the lowercase words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Uppercase&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;First and last words of the title&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This rule supersedes all the others, so even if the word would otherwise be lowercase, if it's the first or last word of the title, it's always uppercase.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nouns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pronouns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I, You, She, He, It, We, You, They&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me, Her, Him, Us &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mine, Yours, Hers, His, Its, Ours, Theirs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This, That, These, Those&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who, Whom, Which, What&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whoever, Whomever, Whichever, Whatever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;All, Another, Any, Anybody, Anyone, Anything, Each, Everybody, Everyone, Everything, Few, Many, Nobody, None, One, Several, Some, Somebody, Someone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myself, Yourself, Herself, Himself, Itself, Ourselves, Yourselves, Themselves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adjectives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verbs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adverbs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hint: if it ends in an -ly, it's probably an adverb. But there are other adverbs, too:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, Fast, Slow, Late&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too, Very, Really, Almost, Little, Much, Rather&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perhaps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downstairs, Upstairs, There, Outside, Above, Away, Below, Down, Here, Inside, There, Up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always, Never, Sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;However, Therefore, Also, Anyhow, Furthermore, Moreover, Otherwise, Still&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early, Never, Now, Often, Soon, Then, Today, Tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why, Where, How, When&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subordinating Conjuctions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though, Although&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If, Unless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until, While, Before, After&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;How, When, Whenever, Where, Wherever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since, Because, As&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Than, That&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Lowercase&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;Articles&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;an&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;Coordinating Conjuctions&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;for&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;and&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;nor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;but&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;or&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;so&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;(A good mnemonic device to remember coordinating conjuctions is FANBOYS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;Prepositions&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;about, above, across, after, against, along, alongside, among, around, as, aside, at&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;before, behind, below, beneath, beside, besides, between, beyond, but, by&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;circa, concerning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;despite, down, during&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;except&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;failing, following, for, from&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;given&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;in, inside, into&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;near, next, notwithstanding &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;of, off, on, onto, opposite, out, outside, over&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;pace, past, per, plus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;regarding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;since&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;than, through, throughout, to, toward, towards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;under, underneath, unlike, until, up, upon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;versus, via&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;with, within, without, worth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. This list seems pretty daunting, but it's really pretty easy. There are a bunch of little fiddly rules, but this should cover most of the capitalization questions you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-7250469909588088181?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/capitilization-of-titles-and-headlines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-5019218813863704127</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 00:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T19:59:38.443-05:00</atom:updated><title>Bang</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/apr/29/exclamation-mark-punctuation"&gt;The joy of exclamation marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really like this guy's breezy style. It's like what a million shittily-written blogs are trying for but never get right.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-5019218813863704127?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/bang.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-7455426164883906060</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 00:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T19:23:01.607-05:00</atom:updated><title>Focus On The Quasar In The Mist</title><description>Couple of kids on their way to karate, singing Pavement's "Stereo":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijQta_HhweQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijQta_HhweQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-7455426164883906060?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/focus-on-quasar-in-mist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-3100670233415248011</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T19:08:45.845-05:00</atom:updated><title>SOME PEOPLE ARE TOXIC AVOID THEM.</title><description>The important thing that I can tell you is that there is a test to determine whether someone is toxic or nourishing in your relationship with them. Here is the test: You have spent some time with this person, either you have a drink or go for dinner or you go to a ball game. It doesn’t matter very much but at the end of that time you observe whether you are more energised or less energised. Whether you are tired or whether you are exhilarated. If you are more tired then you have been poisoned. If you have more energy you have been nourished. The test is almost infallible and I suggest that you use it for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milton Glaser&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.miltonglaser.com/pages/milton/essays/es3.html"&gt;Ten Things I Have Learned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-3100670233415248011?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-people-are-toxic-avoid-them.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-2702917250884385748</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 04:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T23:11:06.602-05:00</atom:updated><title>Zapruder</title><description>At times I'm compelled&lt;br /&gt;like a fever to float&lt;br /&gt;without any distinctions,&lt;br /&gt;a sea of tin cans, love letters and greed.&lt;br /&gt;The world is good for my pleasure and consumption.&lt;br /&gt;I admire it totally, it stands&lt;br /&gt;like a mountain inside and outside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew Zapruder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Linden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-2702917250884385748?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/04/zapruder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818393861423033139.post-6327858495021791170</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-03T11:24:57.624-05:00</atom:updated><title>You Say It HOW?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.sos.mo.gov/wolfner/SayHow/"&gt;Pronunciation Guide to Names of Public Figures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818393861423033139-6327858495021791170?l=babyruthless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://babyruthless.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-say-it-how.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Johnny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

