Posts Tagged “painfully extended metaphors”
Several years ago, I moved into a house with a garden. Having always lived in apartments, I had never had a garden as an adult. I like having a garden, but I would not say that I like gardening, nor am I terribly good at it.
(read more)Benjamin “Lefty Guns” Ruggiero was a fearsome Mafia hitman in New York in the 70s. According to an undercover FBI agent who knew him well, he was smart and savvy in underworld situations. He could walk into a restaurant where he knew no one, watch who talked to who, watch how they talked, and work out who was in the underworld, who received more deference, whether the restaurant was being extorted.
(read more)Years ago I attended a lecture from a famous master of the game of Go. He is revered not only for the many championships he has won, or even for his daring and distinctive style, but also for his insightful and even witty commentary on the games of other professionals. All of us who attended expected a once-in-a-lifetime treat.
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