... do things by halves. When I set out to make a wreck of myself, I use a sledgehammer to smash every last bit of dignity, pride, self-control and anything else going into oblivion, and spend a long time scraping myself off the pavement. Many apologies if you're caught in the process.
The worst is when no one is a bad guy but everyone ends up having a bad time anyway.
A friend of mine recently recommended Cryptonomicon by Neal Stephenson. I have to say that it's both challenging and engrossing and hilarious in parts. I have only just gotten into it (about one tenth of the way through?), but I think this will get my heartfelt recommendation.
Although only a developmental prototype, the J-20 is apparently 21.3 meters in length has a wingspan of 13.56 meters, is 5 meters in height, and uses two Chinese developed engines. Its speed and altitude capabilities have yet to be tested. It will not be ready for duty for another eight to ten years.
... whose worth's unknown though his height be taken(?). Scary stuff.
If you saw me striding down the street dressed like a boy with chunky headphones on singing some indistinguishable song to myself, would you stare? This weekend past I bought three CDs: klezmer, klezmer and balkan gypsy tunes. Today I bought new headphones. Look out for me.