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<entry><title>citrus cordial (thing)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/citrus+cordial"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/citrus+cordial</id><author><name>RyanMM</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM</uri></author><published>2011-05-10T14:09:57Z</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:09:57Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Cordial&quot;&gt;Cordial&lt;/a&gt; is quite a brilliant description of this tasty concoction, as if it greets your tastebuds with a bounce and a hearty welcome. It does so, metaphorically speaking, especially if you take the time to make it yourself.
&lt;p&gt;
To find the template for citrus cordial, look no further than &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Rose%2527s+Lime+Juice&quot;&gt;Rose's Lime Cordial&lt;/a&gt;, which actually has quite a history. The process of preserving lime juice was invented and patented by &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Lauchlin+Rose&quot;&gt;Lauchlin Rose&lt;/a&gt; in 1867, and the drink became an integral part of the sailor's ration on British naval ships for its &lt;a href=&quot;/title/scurvy&quot;&gt;scurvy&lt;/a&gt;-preventing &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Vitamin+C&quot;&gt;Vitamin C&lt;/a&gt; content. The ubiquity of &lt;a href=&quot;/title/gin&quot;&gt;gin&lt;/a&gt; and lime cordial upon these same ships may be responsible for the origin of the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Gimlet&quot;&gt;Gimlet&lt;/a&gt;.  Lime cordial is crucial in making a Gimlet. Fresh lime juice and simple syrup, a common substitute by well-meaning bartenders, has as much in common with lime cordial as chicken bouillon and water do with chicken stock. The Gimlet is genuinely one of the few drinks where a chemical-laden, mass-manufactured&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Solitaire (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/Solitaire"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/Solitaire</id><author><name>RyanMM</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM</uri></author><published>2005-02-23T10:25:04Z</published><updated>2005-02-23T10:25:04Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;
I've been playing a lot of solitaire lately.  The urge struck me one day while I was at &lt;a href=&quot;/title/National+Coney+Island&quot;&gt;my favorite diner&lt;/a&gt;, having just finished reading &lt;a href=&quot;/title/the+Detroit+News&quot;&gt;the paper&lt;/a&gt;, and realizing I didn't have anywhere to be for an indefinite period of time.
&lt;p&gt;
So I broke out the deck of &lt;a href=&quot;/title/playing+cards&quot;&gt;cards&lt;/a&gt;, which I keep in my inside lower right coat pocket.  I started carrying a deck of cards there shortly after getting this jacket, attempting to realize the full potential of its dizzying number of pockets.  I pulled the cards out of the box, and as I removed the jokers, I realized that this was a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/virgin&quot;&gt;virgin&lt;/a&gt; deck, placed there fresh at the start of coat-wearing season this year.
&lt;p&gt;
It was about to get &lt;a href=&quot;/title/broken+in&quot;&gt;broken in&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;p&gt;
I shuffled them without abandon, no sense taking it easy.  Again and again I parted the cards, again and again I &lt;a href=&quot;/title/shuffled&quot;&gt;shuffled&lt;/a&gt; them, until their suit and numeric sequences were random and ready for the dealing.
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Some hands of solitaire can't be won by any measure of&lt;/i&gt;&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>October 23, 2004 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/October+23%252C+2004"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/October+23%252C+2004</id><author><name>RyanMM</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM</uri></author><published>2004-10-23T09:13:54Z</published><updated>2004-10-23T09:13:54Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;b&gt;You Don't Have to Be a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Rocket+Scientist&quot;&gt;Rocket Scientist&lt;/a&gt;...the Blog!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Feel free to check out my &lt;a href=&quot;/title/self+aggrandizing&quot;&gt;user profile&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/acquaintences&quot;&gt;friends list&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/spam+accounts&quot;&gt;contact info&lt;/a&gt; while you're here!&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Previous Week&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;10/23/14 - 8:53 AM EST&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
My apologies for not having updated in the last week.  It's been like &lt;a href=&quot;/title/hell+in+a+hand+basket&quot;&gt;hell in a hand basket&lt;/a&gt;, fitting for my first week here at &lt;a href=&quot;/title/NASA&quot;&gt;NASA&lt;/a&gt;.  And I mean that in the worst way possible.  First the satellite de-orbit that I was brought in specifically to assist with goes batshit.  It got delayed 3 days because of extreme &lt;a href=&quot;/title/solar+flare&quot;&gt;solar flares&lt;/a&gt; and the resulting &lt;a href=&quot;/title/solar+wind&quot;&gt;solar winds&lt;/a&gt;.  Then, when we were finally able to bring her in, she comes apart halfway through the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/stratosphere&quot;&gt;stratosphere&lt;/a&gt;.  I will neither discuss how long it took to find fragments larger than my testicle, nor that poor farmer's cow.  Yuck.
&lt;p&gt;
Thankfully, we found the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/black+box&quot;&gt;diagnostic pod&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Kiss+Hank%2527s+Ass&quot;&gt;Hank willing&lt;/a&gt;, it was intact.
&lt;p&gt;&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>FN Five-SeveN (thing)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/FN+Five-SeveN"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/FN+Five-SeveN</id><author><name>RyanMM</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM</uri></author><published>2004-04-28T01:38:26Z</published><updated>2004-04-28T01:38:26Z</updated>
<content type="html">Call it the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/black+sheep&quot;&gt;black sheep&lt;/a&gt; of modern sidearms.  Call it &lt;a href=&quot;/title/obscene&quot;&gt;obscene&lt;/a&gt;.  And after going toe-to-toe with a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Kevlar&quot;&gt;Kevlar&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href=&quot;/title/clad&quot;&gt;clad&lt;/a&gt; enemy assailant and coming out rattled but nonetheless unscathed, feel free to call it your &lt;a href=&quot;/title/best+friend&quot;&gt;best friend&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;p&gt;
The FN Five-seveN, or FN57 for short, was designed by &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Fabrique-Nationale+Herstal&quot;&gt;Fabrique-Nationale Herstal&lt;/a&gt; while attempting to come up with a new &lt;a href=&quot;/title/submachine+gun&quot;&gt;submachine gun&lt;/a&gt; and projectile for engagements in the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/21st+century&quot;&gt;21st century&lt;/a&gt;.  It possesses characteristics that set it far apart from most other &lt;a href=&quot;/title/handgun&quot;&gt;handguns&lt;/a&gt;, and is regarded by most as a bit ahead of its time.  To date, it is one of only two &lt;a href=&quot;/title/small+arms&quot;&gt;small arms&lt;/a&gt; designed around the progressive &lt;a href=&quot;/title/5.7x28+mm&quot;&gt;5.7x28 mm&lt;/a&gt; round.
&lt;p&gt;
Weighing in at only 1.64 lbs with 20 rounds in the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/magazine&quot;&gt;magazine&lt;/a&gt;, the gun is nearly a full pound lighter than the 9mm &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Beretta+92F&quot;&gt;Beretta 92F&lt;/a&gt; sporting 15 rounds of &lt;a href=&quot;/title/9+mm+ammunition&quot;&gt;9mm&lt;/a&gt;.  The gun's light heft can be attributed to its mostly &lt;a href=&quot;/title/polymer&quot;&gt;polymer&lt;/a&gt; frame.  The slide and barrel are both &lt;a href=&quot;/title/chrome-moly+steel&quot;&gt;chrome-moly steel&lt;/a&gt;.  The &lt;a href=&quot;/title/barrel&quot;&gt;barrel&lt;/a&gt; is two-piece, and moves rearward up to a tenth&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>eulogy (thing)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/eulogy"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/eulogy</id><author><name>RyanMM</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM</uri></author><published>2004-04-21T09:15:14Z</published><updated>2004-04-21T09:15:14Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eulogy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;the Background and Numbers&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Not to take a huge &lt;a href=&quot;/title/shit+molten+horror&quot;&gt;molten shit&lt;/a&gt; on the above noder's lyrical analysis, but he's a bit off.  While one could certainly infer from the lyrics they were talking about supposed &lt;a href=&quot;/title/messiah&quot;&gt;messiahs&lt;/a&gt;, such as good ol &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Jesus+Christ&quot;&gt;JC&lt;/a&gt; and definitely the late, great &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Bill+Hicks&quot;&gt;Mr. Hicks&lt;/a&gt;, they weren't.  This song is not complimentary.  This song is not respectful.  This song is an &lt;a href=&quot;/title/indictment&quot;&gt;indictment&lt;/a&gt; of those who wear the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/martyr&quot;&gt;martyr&lt;/a&gt; label, a shotgun &lt;a href=&quot;/title/center+of+mass&quot;&gt;center-mass&lt;/a&gt; to every &lt;a href=&quot;/title/zealot&quot;&gt;zealot's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/ego&quot;&gt;ego&lt;/a&gt;, and of your own.
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Song&quot;&gt;Song&lt;/a&gt; Title:   Eulogy
Song Length:  8:28
&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Album&quot;&gt;Album&lt;/a&gt; Name:   &lt;a href=&quot;/title/%25C3%2586nima&quot;&gt;Ãnima&lt;/a&gt;
Lyrics By:    &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Maynard+James+Keenan&quot;&gt;Keenan&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Adam+Jones&quot;&gt;Jones&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Justin+Chancellor&quot;&gt;Chancellor&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Danny+Carey&quot;&gt;Carey&lt;/a&gt;
Music By:     &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Maynard+James+Keenan&quot;&gt;Keenan&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Adam+Jones&quot;&gt;Jones&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Justin+Chancellor&quot;&gt;Chancellor&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Danny+Carey&quot;&gt;Carey&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eulogy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt;&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Lateralus (thing)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/Lateralus"/><id>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM/writeups/Lateralus</id><author><name>RyanMM</name><uri>http://everything2.com/user/RyanMM</uri></author><published>2004-04-16T12:41:50Z</published><updated>2004-04-16T12:41:50Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lateralus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;the Background&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;*~A~*~L~*~T~*~E~*~R~*~U~*~S~*~A~*~L~*&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
There are four distinct possibilities to look at when attempting to analyze what &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Tool&quot;&gt;Tool&lt;/a&gt; is and represents as artists and musicians.  They are perhaps the greatest &lt;a href=&quot;/title/merry+pranksters&quot;&gt;merry pranksters&lt;/a&gt; ever, dangling some &lt;a href=&quot;/title/pseudo+intellectual&quot;&gt;pseudo intellectual&lt;/a&gt; nuggets in front of our faces and delighting as &lt;a href=&quot;/title/OGT&quot;&gt;we&lt;/a&gt; pore over them for a deeper meaning which isn't there.  They may be &lt;a href=&quot;/title/idiot+savant&quot;&gt;Rainman-esque&lt;/a&gt;, not comprehending the depth of their own work.  Or perhaps they are the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/The+Gods+Themselves&quot;&gt;most intellectually, musically, and philosophically-gifted quartet ever to see the face of this earth&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;p&gt;
Or perhaps it's some permutation of the previous three.  Perhaps they're just being Tool.  I don't think we'll ever know, and honestly, that's a great part of the beauty of Tool.  One'll never know what shit they're going to throw at you, and whether or not they're&amp;hellip;</content>
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