I think I shall adopt it, and then call it George.And then take George out for a glass of bubbly, some shrimps and a quick tour about the room before taking George home with a purloined dessert. Lucky George.
'Safe'
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I think I shall adopt it, and then call it George.And then take George out for a glass of bubbly, some shrimps and a quick tour about the room before taking George home with a purloined dessert. Lucky George.
I'm probably the last person in America to know George=boyfriend, right?
I'm probably the last person in America to know George=boyfriend, right?
I think it's the bunny from Of Mice and Men. Much parodied on Bugs Bunny, which is how most of us got our high culture infusions.
Not the bunny, just the friend of the big guy (if I recall correctly.) The bunny was unnamed. Maybe.
It's been a while. NOT my favorite Steinbeck work.
I know about that...honest. But Pelecanos seems to find it funny that in D.C. his name is generic for boyfriend, as in :
"Hey, baby..."
"I don't *think* so."
"Why? You gotta George?"
Much parodied on Bugs Bunny, which is how most of us got our high culture infusions.t nods in a very ashamed way
Yeah? What's your point?
Just that I would like to pretend my cultural refs come from literature and not a cartoon bunny with a lisp. Mostly that.
{{{Cass}}} and {{{{{{Cass Grandma}}}}}}}
CJ update - we stopped by school on the way home so he could drop off the work he did and his teacher showered him with goodies from the party they had in his absence. I let my mean-mom (tm) mask slip and let him have them.
We then got home and DH had not cleared his room, so CJ and I spent an hour going through and putting everything in his closet. One way to get that room clean! Also made me realize it is time to do a serious toy purge. There were too many things where we found piece A and B, but no C. I couldn't deal with that today, so it all went in the closet.
He is being so good about all this, part of me wants to just let it go, but I can't. His mouth has gotten him in too much trouble over the years that we need to make this something he will remember.
Blarg, I say...blarg.
In non-mememe - I want pics of Perkins in her tulle skirt.
{{{Cass}}} Don't google. I hope you hear good news about your grandmother soon.
I just came home from dinner with my great-aunt. She is the only one of my father's relatives who has been there for me consistently. She is a wonderful woman. She is starting to get older, and she won't drive at night anymore. So, she won't be able to join us for Christmas Eve. It makes me sad. I don't want to see the people I love getting older, and I really wanted her to meet Dave. I think we are going to have to take her out to dinner again after Christmas so he can meet her.