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20 Tammuz/2 July, 2010
Jul. 2nd, 2010 11:00 pmA few links:
Origin of the word 'soccer' .
Hee. Hee. Hee. "O Fortuna" misheard lyrics .
Why calling Obama a socialist is a huge misnomer (“You keep using that word. I don’t think it means what you think it means”).
There were summers where I loved ice-cream and used to buy a carton and have some all the time. When I was little I was not allowed to have ice-cream in winter, and that sort of stuck with me, so ice-cream, for me, is a typical summer food. And I had lots of ice-cream in Minsk last month. And so, as per usual, I saw “Edy’s cookies and cream” on sale and bought it last weekend. And I’ve been eating my two scoops in a cup as I watch “Highlander” or whatever TV in the evening. But afterward, I just realize that the idea of ice-cream right now is unappealing. Maybe it is because Edy’s doesn’t seem to make my favorite flavor (Raspberry Swirl) anymore, or maybe it leaves a too sweet taste behind. Lately, I’d rather have fruit. I don’t know what is going on with my tastebuds, but I think I will take a hint and not have ice-cream in the house right now. This is really weird.
“The Last Station” Sofia Tolstaya pretty much edited and copies and really helped Lev Tolstoy in his work, but that doesn’t get acknowledged so much. She reminds me of all the wives of French medievalists who did all the research and typing and didn’t get any credit (In fact men got credit for publishing a lot of work in a short time). The movie itself was pretty good. It wasn’t the best movie ever but it had its moments. Paparazzi-type reporters with old photo cameras outside their home and everyone writing down all the Tolstoys say was quite funny. The end is very sad, of course. Helen Mirren is awesome and she ownes this movie. I really liked seeing real footage of the Count and his wife at the end, with the credits.
Origin of the word 'soccer' .
Hee. Hee. Hee. "O Fortuna" misheard lyrics .
Why calling Obama a socialist is a huge misnomer (“You keep using that word. I don’t think it means what you think it means”).
There were summers where I loved ice-cream and used to buy a carton and have some all the time. When I was little I was not allowed to have ice-cream in winter, and that sort of stuck with me, so ice-cream, for me, is a typical summer food. And I had lots of ice-cream in Minsk last month. And so, as per usual, I saw “Edy’s cookies and cream” on sale and bought it last weekend. And I’ve been eating my two scoops in a cup as I watch “Highlander” or whatever TV in the evening. But afterward, I just realize that the idea of ice-cream right now is unappealing. Maybe it is because Edy’s doesn’t seem to make my favorite flavor (Raspberry Swirl) anymore, or maybe it leaves a too sweet taste behind. Lately, I’d rather have fruit. I don’t know what is going on with my tastebuds, but I think I will take a hint and not have ice-cream in the house right now. This is really weird.
“The Last Station” Sofia Tolstaya pretty much edited and copies and really helped Lev Tolstoy in his work, but that doesn’t get acknowledged so much. She reminds me of all the wives of French medievalists who did all the research and typing and didn’t get any credit (In fact men got credit for publishing a lot of work in a short time). The movie itself was pretty good. It wasn’t the best movie ever but it had its moments. Paparazzi-type reporters with old photo cameras outside their home and everyone writing down all the Tolstoys say was quite funny. The end is very sad, of course. Helen Mirren is awesome and she ownes this movie. I really liked seeing real footage of the Count and his wife at the end, with the credits.