Stellaaaa!
Artois, that is. She is my new roommate now that Scott has moved out. She is Belgian.
Now let us play a game. I am going to name actors that have been in the same film. Your part is to see how many actors it takes to guess the film. Bud Cort, Henry Rollins, Tone Loc, Dennis Haysbert, Mykelti Williams, William Fitchner, Tom Sizemore, Danny Trejo, Natalie Portman, Amy Brenneman, Ashley Judd, Jon Voight, and now the give aways-- Val Kilmer, Robert DeNiro, and Al Pacino. I find it interesting that all these actors were in the same movie. Henry Rollins and Bud Cort? Crazy.
I didn't mention it, but my penultimate post was my sesquincentennial post.
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I'm amazing! I got as soon as you said Robert DeNiro. I didn't even have to see Pacino to get it!
But Daniel, isn't sesquicentennial a 150th anniversary? Have you been keeping your immortality a secret all these years?
Oh, and congrats on the new roommate.
I'm focusing on the 150th aspect, not so much the anniversary aspect. And who says I'm immortal? I'm just old.
Stella and I thank you for your kind regards.
Oh, dear. Stella is androgenous. I completely missed it. To Michael, I was all, "So Daniel got a girl roommate, huh?" He laughed loudly and set me straight.
But then, why not "sesquibloggial" anniversary? I do think it behooves us to excise the "centennial" part.
But the "cent" is what we are getting half of with the "sesqui." (see sesquipedalian) Maybe just sesquicent. The more I look at it the more I really like it.
Oh, Daniel,
When I read your final sentence I let out the loudest laugh. Seriously. Outloud. I could just hear and picture you, feeling pleased and proud after a thoughtful pause over it.
I don't know how I overlooked the "cent" part. Forgive me.
I agree: sesquicent is splendid. Absolutely splendid.
i love that i have absolutely no clue what you all are talking about. i see the big words and i just let them float right through me.
You know, Angela, that is precisely Lester Burnham's advice for achieving happiness. Just let the beauty pass through you. If you try to contain it you will explode. If you try to observe it you will implode.
Oh, dear, Angela,
Michael and I have now had a lengthy and heated argument about observing versus/and/or letting something pass through you. You don't let something pass through you without observing it, sayeth I. Or if it should pass through you without your notice, it's not really passing through you. It's passing past you!
Oh, there's no point in going further with this.
But at least we know now why I'm always exploding.
does the stella artois get to sleep in my bed? i'd say she's the perfect bedfellow...
She even makes breakfast for me.
jaqnqcki (totally scott's boss' doppelganger)
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