At The Velvet Rocket we are often struck by the transient nature of life. How, sooner or later, everything you care about will be taken away from you. By how quickly an ordinary day can turn into an extraordinary one… Under no circumstances is this driven home more starkly than when such an event touches … Continue reading »
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Strategies In Baccarat: Watch For Trains
Baccarat Lesson # 6: Watch For Trains Trying to stop a speeding express train by willpower and luck alone can be hazardous business. This is true in both the literal and metaphorical sense. A “train” when applied to a game like baccarat is when a trend just keeps going and going and going. In baccarat, … Continue reading »
The Landscapes Of Palestine
It may not be quite as tranquil anymore as the above poster would suggest… However, the impression below that most individuals have of the Palestinian Territories of Gaza and the West Bank is not entirely accurate either: I will certainly get into that side of the Palestinian Territories in the future. However, before launching into … Continue reading »
Jerusalem: The Old City
Thousands of years old, home to events such as the crucifixion of Jesus and locations such as the Dome of the Rock which is holy to Jews, Christians and Muslims, conquered by everyone from Nebuchadnezzar to Alexander the Great to the Romans to the Persians to Saladin to the Turks to the British – I … Continue reading »
Paintings Of The Day: Modern Art At The Metropolitan Museum Of Art
Mark Tansey The Innocent Eye Test, 1981 Chuck Close Lucas, 1986-87 Chuck Close Mark, 1978-79 Andy Warhol Skull, 1977 Andy Warhol Still Life, 1976 Malcolm Morley On Deck, 1966
Photo Of The Day: Anonymus
The title is not a spelling error… You can find out more about who Anonymus was here. Below is his statue on the grounds of Budapest’s Vajdahunyad Castle: Vajdahunyad Castle: One of the interesting sights on the grounds of Vajdahunyad Castle: The above pictures were taken in the summer of 2011 in Budapest, Hungary.
The Most Disgusting Meal Ever?
I was repulsed by this menu item at a restaurant we passed by in Budapest last year:
