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I don’t think I can pass this morning to knock out that mow. but of course I now cannot get the cats inside to save my life. Indeed, I had Coco inside, but when I tried to get Ash inside, she slipped back out, so I’m zero for three. I’m going to take my chances, though, and just start with the front yard this time.
Aug. 29th, 2011
I don’t think I can pass this morning to knock out that mow. but of course I now cannot get the cats inside to save my life. Indeed, I had Coco inside, but when I tried to get Ash inside, she slipped back out, so I’m zero for three. I’m going to take my chances, though, and just start with the front yard this time.
1984 (1,8) I like a pint
Aug. 29th, 2011 07:11 amContinuing his walk, Winston notices an old man who seems to be in his eighties going into a pub, and a “lunatic impulse” seizes Winston to go into the pub and try to chat up the old man, in order to get some direct answers about what society was like before the Party and Big Brother.
The old man was already middle-aged by the time of the Revolution, so he should be able to relate what the world was like, which is not information you could get from and old Party member, since he would be intellectually intimidated from such thoughtcrime, and you cannot consult the historical records, because, as Winston knows intimately, all those records are wholly fabricated. Only an old prole might have a true, untouched knowledge of what life was like before the Revolution, whether life was better or worse in those long gone days.
So, Winston ventures into the pub, and I think Orwell decides to take a page from Shakespeare, who liked to include a clown scene of prole life in his plays, as Orwell draws a nice clown scene of his own. The old man is having a contentious time with the bartender:
The old man was already middle-aged by the time of the Revolution, so he should be able to relate what the world was like, which is not information you could get from and old Party member, since he would be intellectually intimidated from such thoughtcrime, and you cannot consult the historical records, because, as Winston knows intimately, all those records are wholly fabricated. Only an old prole might have a true, untouched knowledge of what life was like before the Revolution, whether life was better or worse in those long gone days.
So, Winston ventures into the pub, and I think Orwell decides to take a page from Shakespeare, who liked to include a clown scene of prole life in his plays, as Orwell draws a nice clown scene of his own. The old man is having a contentious time with the bartender:
“I arsed you civil enough, didn’t I?” said the old man, straightening his shoulders pugnaciously. “You telling me you ain’t got a pint mug in the ‘ole bleeding boozer?”When this delightful exchange breaks up, Winston makes his move and offers to buy the old man a drink, which is graciously accepted, pint or no pint.
“And what in hell’s name is a pint?” said the barman, leaning forward with the tips of his fingers on the counter.
“ ‘Ark at ‘im! Call ‘isself a barman and don’t know what a pint is! Why, a pint’s the ‘alf of a quart, and there’s four quarts to the gallon. ‘Ave to teach you the A, B, C next.”
“Never heard of ‘em,” said the barman shortly. Liter and half liter - that’s all we serve. There’s the glasses on the shelf in front of you.”
“I like a pint,” persisted the old man. “You could ’a drawed me a pint easy enough. We didn’t ‘ave these bleeding liters when I was a young man.”
“When you were a young man we were all living in the treetops.”
1984 (1,8) I like a pint
Aug. 29th, 2011 07:11 amContinuing his walk, Winston notices an old man who seems to be in his eighties going into a pub, and a “lunatic impulse” seizes Winston to go into the pub and try to chat up the old man, in order to get some direct answers about what society was like before the Party and Big Brother.
The old man was already middle-aged by the time of the Revolution, so he should be able to relate what the world was like, which is not information you could get from and old Party member, since he would be intellectually intimidated from such thoughtcrime, and you cannot consult the historical records, because, as Winston knows intimately, all those records are wholly fabricated. Only an old prole might have a true, untouched knowledge of what life was like before the Revolution, whether life was better or worse in those long gone days.
So, Winston ventures into the pub, and I think Orwell decides to take a page from Shakespeare, who liked to include a clown scene of prole life in his plays, as Orwell draws a nice clown scene of his own. The old man is having a contentious time with the bartender:
The old man was already middle-aged by the time of the Revolution, so he should be able to relate what the world was like, which is not information you could get from and old Party member, since he would be intellectually intimidated from such thoughtcrime, and you cannot consult the historical records, because, as Winston knows intimately, all those records are wholly fabricated. Only an old prole might have a true, untouched knowledge of what life was like before the Revolution, whether life was better or worse in those long gone days.
So, Winston ventures into the pub, and I think Orwell decides to take a page from Shakespeare, who liked to include a clown scene of prole life in his plays, as Orwell draws a nice clown scene of his own. The old man is having a contentious time with the bartender:
“I arsed you civil enough, didn’t I?” said the old man, straightening his shoulders pugnaciously. “You telling me you ain’t got a pint mug in the ‘ole bleeding boozer?”When this delightful exchange breaks up, Winston makes his move and offers to buy the old man a drink, which is graciously accepted, pint or no pint.
“And what in hell’s name is a pint?” said the barman, leaning forward with the tips of his fingers on the counter.
“ ‘Ark at ‘im! Call ‘isself a barman and don’t know what a pint is! Why, a pint’s the ‘alf of a quart, and there’s four quarts to the gallon. ‘Ave to teach you the A, B, C next.”
“Never heard of ‘em,” said the barman shortly. Liter and half liter - that’s all we serve. There’s the glasses on the shelf in front of you.”
“I like a pint,” persisted the old man. “You could ’a drawed me a pint easy enough. We didn’t ‘ave these bleeding liters when I was a young man.”
“When you were a young man we were all living in the treetops.”
I did manage to get the cats in. Not a bad morning for the mow either, though it wasn’t really a cloudy morning, and I felt like I was racing the rising of the sun, fearing the fast climb of the temperature and heat.
I suppose it helps that the back is an especially fast mow, since there isn’t much lawn back there at all, not even weeds, not anymore, not in this climate’s dead zone.
Since I had the cats inside and I was already dirty and going to take a shower anyway, and it wasn’t cooking outside yet, I took the opportunity to give the side patch off the patio a good watering.
After a morning of hard labor like this, I’m going to forget about the coke rules, and eat and drink freely, though I’ll just have water tonight with my dinner.
I suppose it helps that the back is an especially fast mow, since there isn’t much lawn back there at all, not even weeds, not anymore, not in this climate’s dead zone.
Since I had the cats inside and I was already dirty and going to take a shower anyway, and it wasn’t cooking outside yet, I took the opportunity to give the side patch off the patio a good watering.
After a morning of hard labor like this, I’m going to forget about the coke rules, and eat and drink freely, though I’ll just have water tonight with my dinner.
I did manage to get the cats in. Not a bad morning for the mow either, though it wasn’t really a cloudy morning, and I felt like I was racing the rising of the sun, fearing the fast climb of the temperature and heat.
I suppose it helps that the back is an especially fast mow, since there isn’t much lawn back there at all, not even weeds, not anymore, not in this climate’s dead zone.
Since I had the cats inside and I was already dirty and going to take a shower anyway, and it wasn’t cooking outside yet, I took the opportunity to give the side patch off the patio a good watering.
After a morning of hard labor like this, I’m going to forget about the coke rules, and eat and drink freely, though I’ll just have water tonight with my dinner.
I suppose it helps that the back is an especially fast mow, since there isn’t much lawn back there at all, not even weeds, not anymore, not in this climate’s dead zone.
Since I had the cats inside and I was already dirty and going to take a shower anyway, and it wasn’t cooking outside yet, I took the opportunity to give the side patch off the patio a good watering.
After a morning of hard labor like this, I’m going to forget about the coke rules, and eat and drink freely, though I’ll just have water tonight with my dinner.
Yvonne Strahovski
Aug. 29th, 2011 01:11 pmSeeing Susanna’s faithful posts for her Yvonne Strahovski community, I was finally moved to take a few minutes and YouTube the hottie actress and get a feel for her voice and personality. She is a charmer as well as hot. And now I can even pronounce her name! Unfortunately, the video cannot be embedded, but you can click it: Craig Ferguson interview.
Yvonne Strahovski
Aug. 29th, 2011 01:11 pmSeeing Susanna’s faithful posts for her Yvonne Strahovski community, I was finally moved to take a few minutes and YouTube the hottie actress and get a feel for her voice and personality. She is a charmer as well as hot. And now I can even pronounce her name! Unfortunately, the video cannot be embedded, but you can click it: Craig Ferguson interview.
The Rothschild giraffe
Aug. 29th, 2011 09:04 pmGiraffe mother 'Jujis' looks after her baby 'Thabo' in their enclosure at the zoo of Hanover, Germany on August 12, 2011. The 1.90 metre tall and 80 kilogramme heavy Rothschild giraffe baby will be fed by his mother for the next 15 months. The Rothschild giraffe is among the most endangered giraffe subspecies with only a few hundred members in the wild. By Holger Hollemann/AFP/Getty Images.
-- The Dish
The Rothschild giraffe
Aug. 29th, 2011 09:04 pmGiraffe mother 'Jujis' looks after her baby 'Thabo' in their enclosure at the zoo of Hanover, Germany on August 12, 2011. The 1.90 metre tall and 80 kilogramme heavy Rothschild giraffe baby will be fed by his mother for the next 15 months. The Rothschild giraffe is among the most endangered giraffe subspecies with only a few hundred members in the wild. By Holger Hollemann/AFP/Getty Images.
-- The Dish