By Rae Armantrout
Local anchors list the ways
viewers might enjoy tomorrow.
One says, "Get some great....", but
that seems like a stretch.
The other snickers, meaning,
"Where were you going with that?"
Like you thought
*
Like you could defend
vanity
in the sense of
idle conceit,
vacuous self-
absorption,
doing whatever
it takes to
whatever
because,
really.
*
As if to say,
"Conceit
is the vacuum energy."
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Went out to California Pizza Kitchen with my parents, had hummus and flatbread and everything was very good, but my stomach is really angry at me right now and I'm not sure whether there's a connection. I had a pretty quiet Friday otherwise: posted a review of Deep Space Nine's intense "Covenant", talked online with both kids about school and work stuff, had a lovely unexpected visit from Adam's high school girlfriend who's back in town for Thanksgiving, we took a walk and saw bunnies!
After dinner Paul and I came home and watched Sweet Revenge, in which Sam Neill, Helena Bonham Carter, Rupert Graves and many other usual British suspects scheme against one another with entertaining results. It is both Angela and Kevin's birthdays at midnight, though I didn't feel up to going out for their party and am going to crash early for a weekend night. Meanwhile here are some photos from Sunspots Glassblowing Studios in Staunton, which we visited a couple of weekends ago:
1 comment:
Happy Thanksgiving to you too! Parts of it are very British -- somewhat nasty fun -- but the acting is great and there's some very clever dialogue.
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