As my plane reached New Haven in Chapter One, I began to realize that this “Voynich Manuscript” mystery was going to be a tough nut to crack. And when the first of my idealistic (but fruit-loop) cryptographic allies got ritualistically murdered by the end of Chapter Two, it was clear that the stakes were higher than an NBA star’s dandruff. Yes, it’s true that a succession of unconvincing experts blowing huge Wikipedia chunks filled Chapters Three through Ten, but by then it was painfully clear that only I could Save The Whole Darn World from the Strange Dateline Doom Curse someone had described and mysteriously encrypted 500+ years ago. So, I simply settled down to enjoy the gallop across a gaudily rich set of world mystery locations while various centuries-old rivalries played themselves out. Then, at the breathlessly cinematic set-piece ending, I Finally Saved The World From Itself (thanks mainly to my keen historical & psychological insights). Thank goodness I didn’t have to stick to the facts or it would have been a really dull read – hooray for the VMs and its lack of evidence! 🙂
Nick! Have you been in the sherry cabinet again? Rich.
If you find the key, can you let me out…. tomorrow, pleashe? 😉
Perhaps Nick has a method to his exile in the Sherry cabinet — VMs is the original bartender’s guide. . . Pharmacological section actually being a catalogue of various Liquors and the Herbal section giving the virtues of various plants in the making of the perfect Mojito 😉
The secret of Nicks strange message was hidden in plain sight with the capitalized words. All I need to do now is work out what he means when he says “ANHC OIVM ACT NBAY WCT TIST WDWS DDC SITI FSTW FITIV M”
And the bio section is what you see after consumption.
The bio shection ish shtill not making shenshe… more sherry, pleashe! 🙂
I think you should substitute the sherry with absinth. Home brewn if possible.
The absinth fountains in the pharma section are a dead giveaway…
Actually, sherry was hugely popular in the 15th century (Columbus took sherry for his crew, as did Magellan), while proper (mad green) absinthe only dates to the 18th century.
Anyway, the green paint was probably added later to make it resemble an absinthe fountain… but I’m not fooled, it’s a sherry fountain really. 🙂
So… perhaps Quire 20 contains 300+ Renaissance sherry trifle recipes? Now wouldn’t that be shomething, I mean something?
Per #3 – I did read a French story about someone making liquor at a monastery which did remind me of the VMs. I can’t think of the story’s name or author ATM.
I don’t think it would take that much absinthe to make me see nymphs floating in circles in front of my eyes… though perhaps monks making it would instead hope to find God through its fennelly fumes. 🙂
Somehow this fits….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hFUZlFJZMw
I think the German language is not a barrier.
The title is:
10 drugs not to take when driving a car.
No points for spotting the connection with the Voynich MS 🙂
Thanks! 🙂
The best bit is the windscreen wiper! 😉