How lovely.

Via a chap who I've never met called rodcorp who appears to be a friend of friends, I discovered that a chap I met briefly once called Matt has managed to arrange a way to read the notebooks of da Vinci. Go internet, GO!
It seems to me that men of coarse and clumsy habits and of small knowledge do not deserve such fine instruments nor so great a variety of natural mechanism as men of speculation and of great knowledge; but merely a sack in which their food may be stowed and whence it may issue, since they cannot be judged to be any thing else than vehicles for food; for it seems to me they have nothing about them of the human species but the voice and the figure, and for all the rest are much below beasts.

Wondering if I'm just a food parcel.