A Christmas song, just for you
Ho ho ho!
It’s December, and that means two things.
One, socialism Christmas is coming. Good luck out there.
Second - and this feels like a biggie, at least for me - it means that I’m pressing pause on The Pocket Polymath for a bit. I’m launching a Big Exciting Project next year, and I’ll need to channel all my narky and ridiculous energy into that. But let me say a big, hearty, sherry-drenched thank you for subscribing to and reading this baby. It’s been a pleasure.
To show my appreciation, I’ve decided to shake things up. So here are your kooky, nerdy and unexpected stories for the week – to the tune of ‘A Partridge in a Pear Tree’. Enjoy, my sweet…and I’ll see you under the mistletoe.
Let’s dabble!
On the twelfth day of Christmas
The PP gave to me:
The science of champagne bubbles,
Life as Lisa Simpson,
When Christmas started creeping,
Violent female octopi,
Abandoned Disney castles,
Seven new dino species,
Rats that dance to Gaga,
WHERE TO START WITH PROUST!!!
Why we’re scared of twins,
Wetherspoon’s décor,
Why you can smell rain,
And how to get more energy...!
The question on everybody’s lips…
Word(s) of the week
Ombibulous: “Someone who drinks everything”, e.g. “I am ombibulous. I drink every known alcoholic drink and enjoy them all.” [coined by journalist H.L. Mencken]