février 2014

All posts from février 2014

Coffee is a language in itself.

by Jean-François Laflèche on février 14, 2014 , 4 533 comments

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, « Good! and now for the seizings.« 

read more
Jean-François LaflècheCoffee is a language in itself.

A wild cry of exultation arose from the Heliumite squadron, and with redoubled ferocity they fell upon the Zodangan fleet. By a pretty maneuver two of the vessels of Helium gained a position above their adversaries, from which they poured upon them from their keel bomb batteries a perfect torrent of exploding bombs.

Some wise words

I’m really not good at being glamorous.

by Jean-François Laflèche on février 1, 2014 , 6 994 comments

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, « Good! and now for the seizings. »

read more
Jean-François LaflècheI’m really not good at being glamorous.