Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

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Flammable or inflammable?

Just caught an ESPN teaser for a story on the death of Hall of Fame football coach Bill Walsh:

A legendary coach takes his place among the immortals ...

Now, I might be nitpicking, but "immortal" means, roughly, someone who doesn't and can't die. So saying Bill Walsh became immortal because he just died ... well, that's just stupid.