Wonderland or Not

I’ve been cove­ring this story and the last time
I wrote Nazanin’s free­dom was pen­ding as the Ira­nian courts were requi­ring her to pay
res­ti­tu­tion, in the way of blood money, to her rapists family before let­ting her out of jail.
Naza­rin is free
Yes­ter­day from Connections.

By now most of you know me, even if it’s in that vague “I know you but don’t really know you for all I know you could be a forty-year old pedophile priest (ess)” kind of way.
Anyhoo, you all know I rarely look at my stats unless I’m without a thought for a …

My brother gra­dua­ted from UConn a cou­ple of years ago so I just found this and sent it on to him. You might be inte­res­ted in it as well.
Bullets and Bubbly
The list just gets longer.

Tid­bits.
As I was sit­ting around coughing and fee­ling mise­ra­ble I thought to myself, “if only I could tic­kle myself I’d feel bet­ter”. Tried it didn’t work. I so wan­ted to know the ans­wer to this, and now I do.
“Why can’t a per­son tic­kle him­self?” “Sci-Am” is always so help­ful.
Ill­ness cau­ses strange beha­vior.
For the first time …