Uncle Vernon sat back down, breathing like a winded rhinoceros and
watching Harry closely out of the corners of his small, sharp eyes.
Ever since Harry had come home for the summer holidays, Uncle
Vernon had been treating him like a bomb that might go off at any
moment, because Harry Potter wasn't a normal boy. As a matter of
fact, he was as not normal as it is possible to be.
Harry Potter was a wizard - a wizard fresh from his first year at
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And if the Dursleys
were unhappy to have him back for the holidays, it was nothing...
“Kirk told me I could buy beer at the petrol station,” was the first sentence I heard out
of Ben Evans’ mouth. He had come to Crete for an Open Spaces Java conference. I
explained that I usually bought petrol at the petrol station, but that there was a shop
around the corner that sold beer. Ben looked disappointed. I had lived on this Greek
island for five years and had never thought of trying to buy beer at the local BP.
I felt a bit like this while reading this book. I consider myself a Java fundi. I have
spent the past 15 years programming...
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Attitudes to the embellishment of cities with
ornament and decoration range from a puritanical
iconoclasm that sees such embellishment as
decadent and pernicious, to one of joyous pleasure
in the experience of complex, intricate and
extravagant patterning. The Modern Movement in
architecture, epitomized by the writings of Le
Corbusier, the pronouncements of CIAM, the work
of the Bauhaus and the much criticized post Second
World War city developments in Europe, North
America and elsewhere, was a time when decoration
in architecture was eschewed....
In motion pictures, the leader of a motorcycle gang or criminal syndicate is usually portrayed as a tough, aggressive person who, as he smokes, tilts his head back sharply and with controlled precision blows the smoke awards the ceiling to demonstrate his superiority to the rest of the gang. In contrast, Humphrey Bogart was often cast as a gangster or criminal who always held his cigarette inverted in his hand and blew the smoke own from the corner of his mouth as he fanned a gaol break or other devious activity. There also appears to be a relationship between how...
If you're basing your livelihood on Java these days, you are going to run across at least one
enterprise application programming project; if it hasn't come upon you already, it's just around
the corner. I've been faced with more than twenty at this point in my career, and see many
more in my future. Each time I get into these projects, I find myself paging through book after
book and searching the Web, looking for the same information time after time. Additionally,
I've developed a bit of a toolkit for handling common enterprise tasks....
Although Feng has been practiced in the Eastern hemisphere for thousands of years,
it is relatively new to western civilization. Feng Shui may seem mysterious and
foreign to our western culture, but it is actually a very sensible collection of ideas
and actions. Once you understand its principles, you will be able to produce harmony,
comfort and balance in almost any situation or environment.
There’s an old Chinese curse which goes, “May you live in interesting
times.” I think it must have been especially aimed at folks who keep diaries
(and if they follow Roger’s edict, that number will soon be increased by
three: Bill Gelb, Sandra Jackson, and Herb “Give Me The World And Let
Me Boss It” Porter). I sat here in my little home office—which is actually
just a corner of the kitchen to which I have added a shelf and a bright
light—pounding the keys of my typewriter for nearly five hours last night.
For more than forty years Bagsbury and Company was old John Bagsbury himself; merely another expression
of his stiff, cautious personality. Like him it had been old from infancy; you could as easily imagine that he
had once been something of a dandy, had worn a stiff collar and a well-brushed hat, as that its dusty
black-walnut furniture had ever smelled of varnish. And, conversely, though he had a family, a religion to
whose requirements he was punctiliously attentive, and a really fine library, the bank represented about all
there was of old John Bagsbury....
The door to my room banged open so hard that it sent a pile of books tumbling off my shelf.
One of them bounced off my cheekbone, sending me reeling back, head cracking against
the tiny, grimy window. I wrapped my head in my hands and pushed myself back into the
Dad's big hands grabbed me. He'd been a scrapper when he was my age, a legendary
fighter well known to the Bradford coppers. In the years since he'd taken accent training
and got his job working the phone, he'd got a bit fat and lost half a step, but in my mind's
eye, I still...
It’s not surprising then that the planning-related books in the
corner of my office disagree heavily with each other. Some
focus on business strategy, others on engineering and
scheduling processes (the traditional focus of project planning),
and a few on understanding and designing for customers. But
more distressing than their disagreements is that these books
fail to acknowledge that other approaches even exist. This is
odd because none of these perspectives—business, technology,
customer—can ever exist without the others.
There is, for instance, his Untitled of 1964 that also has the colloquial
title of ‘Swimming Pool’. This sculpture is of a square configuration resting on the floor. Consistent with its
square configuration it has straight sides, but the corners do not intersect at right angles, instead they are
round. Inevitably this gives rise to the contrast between straight and round, as in the sides and corners
There seemed to be some unusual commotion, a suppressed excitement, about the new and stately American
Legation at Paris on the morning of the 3d of February in the year of grace (but not for France--her days and
years of grace were over!) 1789. The handsome mansion at the corner of the Grande Route des Champs
Elysées and the rue Neuve de Berry, which had lately belonged to Monsieur le Comte de l'Avongeac and in
which Mr. Jefferson had installed himself as accredited minister to France after the return of Dr. Franklin to
America, presented an appearance different from its usual quiet.
August 11, South Bend, Ind. —I feel
His gaze. I feel those granite eyes
on me before I turn to meet them.
Making my unhurried way across the
Notre Dame campus on a still August
evening, heading east on a thoroughfare
named for one Moose Krauss, I am captivated,
as usual, by the monument to my
right, the tan-bricked colossus that is
Notre Dame Stadium. I’ve covered huge
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THE paper had gone to press, graphically describing the latest of the many horrible events which had been enacted upon the Earth in the last six months. The headlines screamed that Six Corners, a little hamlet in Pennsylvania, had been wiped out by the Horror. Another front-page story told of a Terror in the Amazon Valley which had sent the natives down the river in babbling fear. Other stories told of deaths here and there, all attributable to the "Black Horror," as it was called. The telephone rang. "Hello," said the editor. "London calling," came the voice of the operator....
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Very surprising it seems to assert that the Mother Country knows very little about the finest colony which she
possesses--and that an enlightened people emigrate from sober, speculative England, sedate and calculating
Scotland, and trusting, unreflective Ireland, absolutely and wholly ignorant of the total change of life to which
they must necessarily submit in their adopted home.
The jury was ready. After forty-two hours of deliberations that followed seventy-one days of trial that included 530 hours of testimony from four dozen witnesses, and after a lifetime of sitting silently as the lawyers haggled and the judge lectured and the spectators watched like hawks for telltale signs, the jury was ready. Locked away in the jury room, secluded and secure, ten of them proudly signed their names to the verdict while the other two pouted in their corners, detached and miserable in their dissension....