Baseball is the Odyssey. Football is the Illiad.
George Carlin had a great bit on the difference. "In football you blitz and march into the opposing team's territory. In baseball you try to go home."
Oh, I like that.
30,000 words.
::cries::
I'll have written the last 15,000 of 90,000 this weekend. My own fault, entirely, but still. My neck and shoulders hurt like whoa. I'm determined not to do a marathon like this again, unless I can do it like Kerouac, with all the attendant mind-altering substances.
My cat has just retired to sleep inside the halfway ripped paper bag I was meaning to ball up and throw away.
I'll probably tune in to watch "24" tonight, just to see what happens. The two times I've tried to watch it in the past, S1 and last season, they managed to lose me after a few eps through sheer ridiculous unbelievability in plot points, but I'll try it again.
I am sorry I couldn't swing enough time in Denver to see any localistas (or coincidental visitors!) because that would have been very cool. I am now home, safe and sound and exhausted. The DH brought our dog to the airport. I saw them drive up and she was looking the other way, her tail gently waving, I called her name and she turned around, saw me, and did a perfect double-take to Jason--"Holy Shit, it's Robin! What the--!" After that, she wagged her tail so hard she almost fell over and licked my face with great thoroughness. Of course I have hugged and kissed the lovely husband with my own thoroughness and am now collpased on the couch.
The two times I've tried to watch it in the past, S1 and last season, they managed to lose me after a few eps through sheer ridiculous unbelievability in plot points, but I'll try it again.
They lost me in season one after the cougar and the amnesia.
They lost me in season one after the cougar and the amnesia.
S1 had amnesia, the cougar was S2.
I love 24 precisely because it's so ridiculous. It embraces its absurdity and runs with it with such gleeful disregard for things like sense and reality.
I saw them drive up and she was looking the other way, her tail gently waving, I called her name and she turned around, saw me, and did a perfect double-take to Jason--"Holy Shit, it's Robin! What the--!" After that, she wagged her tail so hard she almost fell over and licked my face with great thoroughness.
Awwww, welcome home!
They lost me in season one after the cougar and the amnesia.
They got me back with Keifer whispering. And growling. And pretty much all of his vocalizations.
The man could read me the phone book. Or the Illiad. And should.
happily bubbling away (thanks for the answer on the clementine, Cindy, btw).
Oh, you're welcome, bon bon. I just ate, but your post is making me hungry. I realized afterwards that I probably should have asked what you were using the zest for. I think you can substitute most citrus zests for each other (although I might hesitate to use lime). I'd definitely try any of them in a fruit cake.
Are you going to give us a recipe.
George Carlin had a great bit on the difference.
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It's even better when you can hear Carlin do the delivery. There is a link for that at the bottom of the page, but it is a RealAudio stream.
Emily! I thought maybe they didn't have the internets in your neighborhood, any more.
