
Just a little show of robots mixing cocktails. Something James Bond would enjoy, were it to remember to shake and not stir his martinis.
The next one is in December in Vienna. James will probably be there, too.
Après moi le déluge. Or just a light mist.
The ramblings, rants and random things that I find interesting.
That Louis Quinze (XV) was such a cut up. After taxing the peasants into near- starvation, he reportedly said, "Après moi, le déluge."
"After me, the floods." As in Noah-sized proportions. Louis thought big, at least of himself.
Louis, stop with the pretty words already! You're killing us. No, really, you are.
My ego is of more modest proportion. Thus, "Après moi, le déluge. Or just a light mist."
Because, sometimes, it is just nice to know that after you're gone, you'll be mist.
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