for NoSoup:
 

I've had this link in my "Forum Fun" note for approximately five months now, and unless I'm mistaken, I'm pretty sure I already shared this here. Anyway, getting rid of the "finger ribbon" now, so... post of content.

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Ham Jin
Aewan, #1019 (2004)
Photographs, Chromogenic (C-print)
125.5 cm x 169 cm

Those figures perched around the rim appear to be made out of red onions,
Yes?

So thus:

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S.E. Bergman

and:
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Sarah Greene Reed

I don't like onions much at all. Very unnatural "crunchness" horrified me since I was a young'un, and continues to this day.

I've learned to not be afraid of garlic now, but the aversion to onions remains. I'll just substitute the former for the latter when cooking.

Luckily, I was able to find the author to the above artistic ceramic installation: S.E. Bergman Ceramic Sculpture

Feel free to feature your favorite pieces in the Food as Art topic, dear ring, if it would please you.

Onions seem to evoke strong likes or dislikes,
much the same as liver, or wintergreen flavored candies & Pepto Bismal,

& anchovies, & ......

- white chocolate?

Bingo.

I'm shuddering at the mere mention.

brussel sprouts - you'd better not say anything bad about them! I love brussel sprouts as much as I love life...if life was little green veggie balls.

I know this is not the useless announcements thread, which is why I'm posting here that I plan to have noodle soup for lunch today.

I recall an earlier cabbage conversation.

Brussels can be red/purple as well. Maybe that's what those figurines
at the top of the page are made of, or they might be radishes,
but radishes might be too similar to onions....I'm rambling.

Thanks, Grace. That brought back a nice memory of my friend's grandpa.

I never heard of or saw brussels other than green. I'll have to look for some and taste compare.

I don't know about the radish/onion similarity. Doesn't seem like it to my taste. But I'm not a Fraggle, so who knows? ...though reading this makes me want to be a Fraggle:

Fraggles live on a diet of vegetables, especially radishes and "doozer sticks". Fraggle Rock has caves filled with all manner of creatures and features, and which seem to connect to at least two different worlds that exist in different dimensions of time and space. Fraggles live a very carefree life, spending most of their time playing, exploring, and generally enjoying themselves. However, that does not make them by any means irresponsible or simple: they maintain a fairly complex culture and society, with each Fraggle having a particular responsibility to uphold.

I like Brussel Sprouts,
& white choc'late & onions...
all mixed together.

That mix does sound sort of crazy and modern. I would go with semi-sweet dark, though.

When you're right, you're right.
White choc'late's sublety's lost
nearing my palate.

I think this is an interesting chocolate palate:

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Vik Muniz. Action Photo, after Hans Namuth from Pictures of Chocolate. 1997.
Chromogenic color print. The Museum of Modern Art. Gift of Patricia Phelps de Cisneros in honor of
Adriana Cisneros de Griffin through the Latin American and Caribbean Fund. © The Estate of Hans
Namuth and Vik Muniz/Licensed by VAGA, New York, NY

MoMA | Vik Muniz: Painting with Chocolate
One of Muniz’s most well-known bodies of work is a series of pictures rendered in chocolate sauce. Action Photo, after Hans Namuth (1997) is made after a 1950 photograph taken by Hans Namuth of Jackson Pollock frozen in mid-dance as he was making one of his paintings, Autumn Rhythm. Muniz’s subsequent appropriation and translation of this image into chocolate is a perfect marriage of subject and material. The viscous chocolate syrup (incidentally, he used the brand Bosco) is a perfect stand-in for Pollock’s wet, shiny paint drips. This new acquisition not only strengthens the Museum’s Muniz holdings, but is a welcome complement to MoMA’s rich Pollock collection.

You know how sometimes
you just don't know what to say?
This is one of those.

That's when I usually begin humming & rock back & forth,
while stroking my hair in a self-comforting fashion.

:) ...but I know what you mean. Bosco? I would have used Ghirardelli sauce

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hey, did you know they used Bosco chocolate sauce to simulate blood in original B & W film Night of the Living Dead (1968)?

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I'm using one of my 'Nonsense' token posts now, if only because I have nothing to say, and thinking has not come easily today.

#5 - "Lucky Day"

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I've never seen a head blown off, that's clean.

Here's a blown head, fortunately nobody was hurt. Not clean though, oil all over the place.

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Can't believe I spent more than an hour reading this: Print TV's Crowning Moment of Awesome

.. but, still, I'm not thinking it was worthless time spent. Once all is comprehended and compartmentalized, it's a great story.

Jet, I was already grumbling about anything having to do with TV being "awesome" or time well spent, but now that I read it's about the old The Price is Right show, I'm in full agreement with the worthiness of this story.

While I wouldn't say it blew my mind or head, it was a fun show that I watched often as a kid.

Recognize playing
off of others's what I do?
Sometimes it's harder.

The idiot box
sucks me in when I let it,
& Drew Carey's fun.

Bob Barker was best
in the fisticuffs, golfing,
with Happy Gilmore.

Prince & I need to be in a sturdier building...and soon.

Heading over to 'the fortress.' (The old brick school where my mom lives)

My handbag is heavy with three flashlights.

The hairs on the back of my neck are prickling.

yikes! that radar is scary! Grace, do you know what a cubit is? Good luck and I hope you're blessed with safety.

Coincidentally, earlier today I was looking at waterparks and found that Noah's Ark Waterpark in Wisconsin Dells has an awesome ride called the Scorpion's Tail.

However, for purposes of this longest thread, I'd also like to mention that The Holiday World Spashin' Safari in Santa Claus, Indiana has a water ride called Wildebeest which is "the world's longest water coaster", a soaking one-third-mile ride with a total of eight hills, the first conveyor lift hill ending in a four-story drop at a 45-degree angle, three tunnels (two underground) and a helix.

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Yikes. Last night's storms were dramatic & some fun to watch.
(from a safe hole in the ground.)

Cubits? All I know of cubits are from an old text that commanded how many of them
a certain resting place for a specified item, required.

I suppose cubits could be those small broken pieces left over,
after trying to empty an ice-cube tray.

Also, 3 X 3 X 3 is taking 3 and you cubit. I like the ice thing, too. Those damn cubits are usually the reason my ice maker hangs up. I'll have to invent a cubit-resistant ice maker if you don't already have a patent on it.

Yeah, but still, Jetee,
a cubit's a measurement,
easily googled.

(2-2)-(9-9)=0

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Alex Mupondi hung dollar bills to dry after washing them in Harare, Zimbabwe, Tuesday (of last week).
Locals say the bills are often too smelly to handle by the time they make it to their country.
The Zimbabwean government declared the U.S. dollar legal tender last year.


-- courtesy of The Wall Street Journal's Photo-Blog

In local legal tender,
can I assume he's got some money?
What smells bad is relative.

money stinks, but no money stinks worse

Tell me about it,
I've been gaining perspective,
which most times is good.

2+2-(9-9)=4

hey buddy, can I lend you a dime?

dime

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Finances On The Edge? by Chuck P.

People that are blind are able to discern monetary valuations by using tactile methods.

I laid awake last night, wondering what blind people's dreams might entail.

I took into account the whole blind from birth factor.

I realized that no matter how detailed my own dreams are,
they mostly contain visual references. I see colors,
but the smell/taste sense of the awake visceral experience,
does not cross the barrier of my dream experience,

so far?

That's probably one of the most existential theories of mind (in part) that we re-occurringly misremember about feeling uneasy to talk about: "how do the blind (from birth) dream? How do they associate what we so often take for granted: the visual cues and reminders that we are, indeed, at least for today, alive?".

I wonder if there's been a real pscylogical investigation on this musing.

Look out in the dark.
The monsters that remain there
are under your beds.

999 is 666 on its heads.

I feel a little bit graced since I often smell things in my dreams. Maybe taste, too. I'll have to try to remember that next time.