Have Grammar? Not Any More.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, attaching flexible magnetic backing to three or four of my favorite bumper stickers so I could arrange them on the back door of the MINI without actually gluing them to the paint or bumper. But I realized this week that sometime over the past couple of months, they've all disappeared. Doh!

Surely, a malicious petty theft such as this would never happen here in Vermont. Undoubtedly they were swiped by a greedy English teacher from Connecticut or New Hampshire who happened to see my car parked downtown and couldn't resist herself.

So, now I have a clean slate work with, several new sheet magnets, and a pointed reminder to remove the magnets from the back of my car before going through the car wash. But I will have to order another one of these from Cafe Press. Hopefully I'll be able to find the hi-res graphic that I used.

Queer Eye for the English Lit Guy

Who said that annotated Jane Austen has to be stuffy?

£800 was a fabulous price for a chimney piece.
No, this is not Thom Filicia throwing in his two pence - just a historical backgound note from editor Vivien Jones in my Penguin Classics edition of Pride and Prejudice, written in response to one of Mr. Collins' sycophantic raptures on Rosings Park. But it made me chuckle all the same.

Can't you just see Darcy, bored to death as Lady Catherine is droning on one evening, tilting his head to Colonel Fitzwilliam to whisper: "£800 was a fabulous price for a chimney piece. I don't know where the old trout found it, do you?"