bathyscape

I'm just happy to read a blog written by someone who knows of the existence of a word like "bathyscape" did you google it? and realizes it is available for use by anyone.

Worst of Craigslist: Delicious, Savory Bike Love BikeSnobNYC 2008

Jan. 23, 1960: A bathyscape named Trieste descends into the Mariana Trench near Guam until it rests on the sea floor, almost 36,000 feet below the surface.

Better Than Seeing Flounder Inside 2009

Jan. 23, 1960: A bathyscape named Trieste descends into the Mariana Trench near Guam until it rests on the sea floor, almost 36,000 feet below the surface.

January 2009 2009

That said, I'm planting the Cone of Smugness firmly on my head to point out two recent spelling errors -- bathyscape should be bathyscaphe, and back when you were talking about randonneurs, you misspelled pretension with a t in the middle instead of an s.

Worst of Craigslist: Delicious, Savory Bike Love BikeSnobNYC 2008

Of course, part of the problem is that many of us identify too strongly with our vehicles, and we all feel as though everybody else should like them as much as we do, no matter whether that vehicle is a car, or a truck, or a bicycle, or some sort of bathyscape.

Worst of Craigslist: Delicious, Savory Bike Love BikeSnobNYC 2008

Jan. 23, 1960: A bathyscape named Trieste descends into the Mariana Trench near Guam until it rests on the sea floor, almost 36,000 feet below the surface.

January 2008 2008

Behold the manta ray with the laser that shoots out of its head, the cool little bathyscape.

Story reading log frankwu 2006

Jan. 23, 1960: A bathyscape named Trieste descends into the Mariana Trench near Guam until it rests on the sea floor, almost 36,000 feet below the surface.

Better Than Seeing Flounder Inside 2008

June 17th, 2006 at 12:05 am just popping in on way to bed … my first french textbook was written by Eugene Ionesco … provided me with a most shall we say surreal vocabulary complete with the wonderful word “bathyscape” … nowadays my vocabulary consists of de rien and alors! with an occasional mon petit chouchou thrown in.

Firedoglake » Late Nite FDL: Waiting for Wankette 2006

The self-propelled camera, looking like a midget bathyscape, went over the side; as we watched the monitors, we went with it in spirit.

The Wind from The Sun Clarke, Arthur C. 1962