Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
It’s only fair: I did one on Bacon.
I was going to make some kind of parallel
with the perils of downsizing without adjusting one’s expectations,
but that’s sort of the definition of Fitzgerald, so . . .
(Thanks for the reassurance, Andy! Ook Eek!)
Beautifully Written, but Still Statutory
I feel the same way about Romeo & Juliet that I do about The Giving Tree.
Since that little nerve is already starting to tick in my left eyelid,
I’ll let you draw your own conclusions.
(Thanks, Kev–I needed that!)
Who’s in Primary?
Lay on, Mr. Leibowitz.
And damned be him that first cries, “I’ve heard enough!”
(My husband sent me this to celebrate baseball season. Huzzah?)
If He Had . . .
. . . .we’d be using it right now.
Kind of frightening, right?
If you ever encounter someone who wonders aloud why Shakespeare isn’t translated into modern English so people can understand it
inform them that Shakespeare actually wrote in modern English
and slap a copy of the Canterbury Tales into their hands.
After they ask you why you’ve given them a Dutch doorstop,
take another big linguistic step back
and hit ’em upside the head with a untranslated copy of Beowulf
and send ’em to the theater to see Midsummer Night’s Dream.
(I might be a little testy today . . .)
To Edit or Not to Edit
You have to wonder . . .
“Bums in seats.”
Well . . . yeah.