Spotted at UC Berkeley in the Ladies Room.
Much more secretive than either Gracq or Salinger is the New Yorker Thomas Pynchon, a writer about whom all we know is that he was born on Long Island in 1937, earned a BA Degree in English from Cornell University in 1958 and worked as a technical writer for Boeing. After that, absolutely nothing….
Vice-Admiral of the White, Horatio Nelson, 1st Viscount Nelson
(He’s probably been featured before, but the more the merrier!)
Granted, this is an early portrait from when Nelson was just a young captain, but the man was adorable till the day some French bastard fatally shot him through the spine at Trafalgar. Look at that face. What a doll. Where Wellington’s (another historical hottie) supremacy was on land, Nelson’s was at sea. He was a visionary captain and admiral, inspired with a strong sense of duty and zeal for King and Country that lived long in the hearts of the British people. He survived the loss of his right arm at Santa Cruz and blinding in his right eye — and he still managed to look good. In fact, it is believe his blind eye gave us the phrase, “to turn a blind eye”: at the Battle of Copenhagen in 1801, Nelson’s superior displayed flags suggesting a withdrawal. Unmoved by this caution, Nelson lifted the telescope to his blind eye and said “I really do not see the signal.” The battle was a success. Of course, one cannot forget his passionate love affair with Emma, Lady Hamilton, the famous beauty and ambassadress and George Romney muse. She was one lucky lady to have so devoted a lover — perhaps only the nation of Great Britain held a bigger piece of his heart than she.
Stephen looked sharply round, saw the decanter, smelt to the sloth, and cried, “Jack, you have debauched my sloth.
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Patrick O’Brian - HMS Surprise (via wickedcherub)
Surprise’s own debauched sloth with a mini-bar bottle of Bacardi. (via spiffingsailor) |
