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If she had even a modicum of common sense, a shred of intelligence in her mottled head, she’d never have taken the shuttle to Penitrik. She’d been seduced by its purple seas; three suns that circled each other in drunken arcs, solar flares licking trails of molten fire across the sky.

But romance and beauty won in the end. Now here she stands on a freezing pier, webbing dry and cracked between her fingers, lungs aching in the oxygen-rich atmosphere. Just a few more days to endure but she feels she might perish before the shuttle makes its return flight.

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Modicum

Posted on: May 3, 2008

modicum
\MAH-dih-kum\ | noun

1 : a small portion : a limited quantity

Aah, a word I use fairly regularly. I really like this word. It

The first link is of a band, Modicum. I like their music. Things are written in past tense, like maybe the band is no more or the only person still with the band is this Rita Toikka. But whatever, the music is good; it has that heavy guitar thing I enjoy and she has a good rocker girl voice.

The first picture takes a 180 degree turn. It’s a shot of a bowl of soup served at The Rittenhouse in Philadelphia.

modicum

The page is of a review of the place, and the reviewer apparently had a fantastic time.

You have to scroll about 1/4 to 1/3 of the way down to see the picture of the “Smoked Uni Soup – considered an aphrodisiac by many, balanced by a modicum of Marinated Spicy Tuna and Lime, Cucumber, Osetra Caviar,(a favorite of James Bond) – with a warm uzura tomago (quail egg) ~ Served chilled – what a delightfully refreshing, precursor to the dinner”

I only skimmed the review but it’s very funny. The man goes on about how beautiful his wife was (“What a dream I had last night! Was it real? Longing for Simone, who looked like a crisp summer morning, it must have been just a dream. But I glanced next to the bed: The Rittenhouse slippers were still there”).

*snort*


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