and yur all meen to me u bring meen birds in my house and call me fat i am not fat im a big butiful cat shut up.
I’m curious, if anyone knows: what were the usual ages for actors in Shakespeare’s time?
…the storm raged and howled with all the anger of an editor disgusted with a writer’s reliance on the pathetic fallacy.
You have to understand, I really like the World Socialist Web Site. I agree with them about 90% of the time, and am actually impressed with the reporting and analysis at least once a week, often much more frequently, which is pretty damned good. So when they blow it, I take it personally.
Here is a passage from Sandy English’s review of the new book by Junet Diaz: “In his spoken language, Oscar uses ‘a lot of huge-sounding nerd words like indefatigable and ubiquitous.’ But he wouldn’t find these in most science fiction, so he must read other things—history, science, the New Yorker—to acquire these words, and these works must have an effect on him.”
I can’t blame the reviewer for not being familiar with the subculture of fandom, but, really, Sandy English ought not to discuss science fiction without having read some of it. Pfui.
If someone gives me some deep fried calamari in exchange for cheesy fries, is that squid pro quo?