Another Cut from Scola's Greatest Hits in Natter:
Rock Sta Tom Scola:
Tea, on the other hand, rocks. Plus, it's an antioxidant.
Right now, I'm so antioxidized, I can put out fires just by looking at them.
I sense a new E! special in the works.
'Never Leave Me'
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Another Cut from Scola's Greatest Hits in Natter:
Rock Sta Tom Scola:
Tea, on the other hand, rocks. Plus, it's an antioxidant.
Right now, I'm so antioxidized, I can put out fires just by looking at them.
I sense a new E! special in the works.
P-C in Literary:
I'm almost done with Wuthering Heights. You know what would make this book better? Zombies.
tommyrot in Natter:
I bought an R.D. Laing book, the novel of Solaris and a book for Gus called "No Touch Monkey! and Other Travel Lessons Learned Too Late."
Sean K: I've been doing my tea wrong for my whole adult life, haven't I?
Kalshane: Well, you season with mold, so it's entirely possible.
ita: You just got the hang of eggs. Don't rush yourself.
Sean K: baby steps. baby steps.
In Literary:
Calli: In fifth grade I had a teacher who made us read as a punishment. Dude. Might as well give me kaluha brownies and gay porn as a reward for being a smartass.
Nilly, relating her first experience with US bureaucrats in F2F (I really ought to COMM the whole thing, but this bit caused the biggest monitor stain):
The people at the embassy seem to be concerned most with the creation of lines, arranging them nicely, and once they're satisfied, moving them to some other place in the room, to see how they look in there.
Ah, this is *my* favorite part of Nilly's story of the Embassy Of Lines:
A line to be proud of.
It was a line to tell stories about.
Ginger, in Literary:
My other early reading memory was when I went to kindergarten when I was 4. There were alphabet cards on the walls, and the teacher said, "This is Mr. A and this is Mr. B." I could already read, and no one had ever talked to me like that. I naturally came to the conclusion that the teachers were insane, and for some reason my parents had been forced to lock me in a room with crazy people for half a day.
From the forms Nilly had to fill out at the embassy:
Do you seek to enter the United States to engage in export control violations, subversive or terrorist activities, or any other unlawful purpose? Are you a member or representative of a terrorist organization as currently designated by the U.S. Secretary of State? Have you ever participated in persecutions directed by the Nazi government of Germany; or have you ever participated in genocide?
Ginger: Does anyone ever answer "yes" to these? And if so, why isn't there a "If yes, please explain" box?
billytea: Y'know, I think I'd find a 'please explain' box even more disturbing. "Yeah, I was plotting terrorist activity while in the US, but it's not what you think. I was only going to hit Iowa. You'll hardly notice."
billytea: You are taller than all known penguins.
Deena: Huh. That seems a shame. I should like to be able to waltz with a penguin without towering over it, should there be a penguin who would like to waltz.
billytea: I think they all would. They have that formal, faintly repressed look about them concealing a smouldering longing within their hearts. It's what the waltz is all about!