Apparently once building stops Spanish slopes will cease to be profitable, at which point we can surely flatter® the whole freaking mess. This is immensely encouraging.
Bowman Ales have got their feeds working now, so if they just enable comments people will be able to read posts and write wonderful things about them without shifting from their, ahem, WiFi-enabled bench.
Molins de Rei boasts a demolition business called Flatter Grup. This morning they were flattering® a rather nice turn-of-the-previous-century house on the Paseo de Gracia.
“Basically, the old woodsy was fat and went running around in the woods with no shoes on. Someone decided that this was a bad message to send to kids.” This kind of stuff doesn’t bother the Asturian government, which has (mis)spent €6M on an unshod, fire-raising, drunken Yogi campaign featuring this astonishing piece of creativity.…
Captain Al Cohol (via Papel Continuo; more superheroes) has nothing to do with Al Pernales. I’d hate to think how long it is since I was last ravaged by a bare
RAE 2.0 is a cool little gadget if you’re sick of the Diccionario de la Real Academia Española’s clunky interface: append the word you’re after to the URL and http://rae2.es/abracadabra or http://rae2.es/abraxas or whatever. (Via JPQ)
After a dessert which was actually 10 desserts presented on a kind of satellite dish thing. I had a rough idea of what I was getting, but feigned surprise to calm anyone with cholesterol conscience. The preceding steak was pretty damn big too, so I’m a happy man. One of the worst days in my…