

How interesting that in Hungarian we actually call it röntgen instead of X-ray. It's like for blood pressure we use the abbreviation RR after Riva-Rocci (easy to confuse with respiratory rate if your brain is half English 😄)
#medical
How interesting that in Hungarian we actually call it röntgen instead of X-ray. It's like for blood pressure we use the abbreviation RR after Riva-Rocci (easy to confuse with respiratory rate if your brain is half English 😄)
#medical
So good, I'll just say the 3 letter government entities should probably be renamed DOA.
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🎄: 5
I think this was my third or fourth reading of this one. I must remember not to give it away again because the time will come when I‘ll want to read it again. With the exception of the relentless sexualization of grieving Vittoria, I find this book so much fun.
You know, I don't think I've ever seen the movies.
I did read “DaVinci Code“ and “Angels and Demons“ but nothing else by Brown.
But, hey, there's a professor in these books and movies!
#SchoolSpirit
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This book makes one heck of a convincing case that the “fatal” JFK shot was the result of a secret service accidental discharge in Dealey Plaza. I checked it out because the author was a lifelong ballistics expert who spent much of his life trying to prove the Warren Commission right…only to finally determine that the evidence pointed to a horrible accident (amidst Oswald‘s attack) that was hushed up to avoid loss of institutional confidence.
Pynchon is such a recognizable figure that it can be hard to remember that I'd never actually read anything that he'd written (until now). Rating a Pynchon novel feels like a loaded exercise, like I'm wading into a generations-old war between one side that believes he's the greatest writer ever to put pen to paper and another side that believes that everyone from the first group is a pretentious know-nothing masquerading as an intellectual. 👇
One summer afternoon Mrs Oedipa Maas came home from a Tupperware party whose hostess had put perhaps too much kirsch in the fondue to find that she, Oedipa, had been named executor, or she supposed executrix, of the estate of one Pierce Inverarity, a California real estate mogul who had once lost two million dollars in his spare time but still had assets numerous and tangled enough to make the job of sorting it all out more than honorary.