I don't think you would say "consigned to the graved", though, right?
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh, I had assumed it was an old quote.
Maybe he was affecting an olde timey vibe?
Yeah, "graved" means to dig or excavate, to carve or shape with a chisel, or "to clean and pay (sic) with pitch". I think in this usage, "graved" is a typo.
I'd bet that the second one is when the last person who personally knew you passes away.
There is a, hm, short story? novel? I don't remember, but it's set in an afterlife that lasts from when you die until the last person who remembers you (I think it was anyone who knew of you, not personally knew you) also dies. The premise of that one was that there was such a huge disaster that there was a large influx of newly dead people, but then an almost as huge wave of people moving on or disappearing or whatever because everyone they knew was also dead.
Oh, I was thinking "graved" could be a noun.
OK, random order meara:
RIP Ray Bradbury
Oh mac! Better choices, young man!
Kids with cell phones: I notice a lot of kids getting phones or at least texting at around 9 or 10. Have to say, which Isaac's bus was stuck in paperwork hell after the fender bender, I was most grateful for the 4th and 5th graders on the bus who had cell phones. They kept us informed as to what was happening.
We went to Griffith observatory yesterday to see the Venus Transit! So much fun! And now we have proper sun-viewing glasses for all our solar observation needs.
OK, graved is a typo.
(I searched the book at Amazon.)
Yay Griffith Observatory! We just opened a new show in the planetarium up there.
I'm sorry about the Mac drama, msbelle. I wish I had something helpful to say about it. I don't. But I am sorry it's so hard.
Sometimes I imagine things from my school days, only with cell phones. When I was on an overnight chorus trip, with several buses of students, the bus-drivers got lost on the way home and we were very, very late. Instead of calling with a cell phone, which no one had, we had to stop at a laundromat, and use payphones for 2 kids from each bus to call their parents, give them all our parents' names and phone numbers, and then the one set of parents per bus had to call everyone AND drive to the school to let the parents waiting there know.
Then when we arrived at something like 3 am, we all had to line up to use the pay phone to let our parent's know to come get us! Although I think some people's parents just waited in their cars in the parking lot all night!