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Picked up a very early set of Dr. Eliot's Five Foot Shelf* for the tidy sum of $2.50 (.05/volume), grabbed The Autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini and dug in. Surprisingly readable, and it picks up steam once you begin to differentiate actual accomplishments from juvenile (and completely unnecessary) embellishments. Just when you think the tone has switched to even-handed humility, NOPE, gotta tell you about this random time I stared down some street thugs because my Perseus sculpture just isn't cool enough. *Eliot's choices and rationale can be second guessed forever by people who did not exist in 1909, but no one can say he didn't deliver five feet. I mean these things fill exactly two IKEA shelves with just the right amount of breathing room. http://harvardmagazine.com/2001/11/the-five-foot-shelf-reco.html Marv Hushman fucked around with this message at 07:06 on Dec 25, 2016 |
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