Category Archives: Diversions

The stuff that didn’t fit elsewhere.

27 through 32

Mrs. Kennedy didn’t tell me to do this, but I’m going to do it anyway.

Numbers 27 through 32 in our Netflix queue
27. The Science of Sleep
28. The Triplets of Belleville
29. The Sea Inside
30. The Untouchables
31. A Perfect World
32. The Notorious Bettie Page

How ’bout you?

Oops! We were supposed to turn left at Feldkirch.

This is the best news story I’ve read in a long time.

Swiss troops march into tiny Liechtenstein by mistake
The Associated Press
ZURICH, Switzerland: What began as a routine training exercise almost ended in an embarrassing diplomatic incident after a company of Swiss soldiers got lost at night and marched into neighboring Liechtenstein.

According to Swiss daily Blick, the 170 infantry soldiers from the neutral country wandered 2 kilometers (more than a mile) across an unmarked border into the tiny principality early Thursday before realizing their mistake and turning back.

A spokesman for the Swiss army confirmed the story, but said that there were unlikely to be any serious repercussions for the mistaken invasion.

“We’ve spoken to the authorities in Liechtenstein and it’s not a problem,” Daniel Reist told The Associated Press on Friday.

Officials in Liechtenstein also played down the incident.

Interior Ministry spokesman Markus Amman said nobody in Liechtenstein had even noticed the soldiers, who were carrying assault rifles but no ammunition. “It’s not like they stormed over here with attack helicopters or something,” he said.

Liechtenstein, which has about 34,000 inhabitants and is slightly smaller than Washington, D.C., does not have an army.
from the International Herald Tribune.

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A book meme

1. Grab the nearest book
2. Open the book to page 123
3. Find the fifth sentence
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions

This was a dry land. Just a short distance to the west lay the Kalahari, a hinterland of ochre that stretched off, for unimaginable miles, to the singing emptiness of the Namib. If she turned her tiny white van off one of the tracks that struck off from the mail road, she could drive for perhaps thirty or forty miles before her wheels would began to sink in the sand and spin hopelessly.
from “The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency” by Rockfordander McCall Smith

That worked out nicely; the first two sentences were one of my favorite segments in the book.

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