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HI FUTURE PRESIDENT HILLARY. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU WOULD BE HERE.
I'm gonna make a quick pitch here: Malory would be great in some sort of arts-and-culture type Cabinet position. Just saying.
*ahem* For one, yes, because by LOTR it's obvious that Sauron has woken up, and that's srs bsns. For B, most of the elves in Rivendell are of the low type who have never been across the Sea before and never even bothered to try; Elrond, their more serious leader, and Celeborn, Galadriel's fella, are Grey Elves, meaning they belong to the tribe that started to go to the Sea but didn't get around to it in time. Glorfindel and Galadriel have actually been across the Sea where the godlings live, and that's why they have all the big spooky mojo. Tolkien liked him a tidy caste system or two.
My Czech forebears killed their language in their households once on U.S. soil with a ferocity that's peculiar and frustrating to us who came after. In high school and college I learned German as the closest I could get. Lately I have gone back to it, largely because it's just easier than Czech, both in terms of access and previous study. I feel sheepish about it, and possibly I need to consider trying for both. Uch, effort.
Even Frank Zappa's musical ode to the hearings ends on the calling of John Denver, because it simply must. ("Porn Wars," if I remember correctly.)
Grandmother lived in Colorado. Much of my life has been spent saying, "No. That, my friend, is a hill."
Oh, oh, I did read Bless Me Ultima but probably won't get to Nelson Mandela's autobiography. We should set up some sort of Toastie swap system so we can, you know, somehow transfer partial credit for reading to each other on an exchange system. So like, you haven't read Bless Me Ultima, but you are now officially within one Toastie degree of having read it. Or something.
Oh, I'm very good at growing rosemary. Did you know that in folklore, flourishing rosemary means the woman is dominant in the household? Well, my rosemary tells the world I am up all over this joint and may be preparing to take over the rest of the block while I'm at it.
Now ask me how often I *cook* with rosemary.
Add a short educational article about medieval art in the front. BOOM! Educational as fuck.
Helen of Troy, Guenevere, Dierdre of the Sorrows, Snow White, et al, at an all-girl Hawaiian resort where nobody is especially bent out of shape about who's prettiest and who isn't, and nobody is warring over who gets to marry them without asking them who they'd prefer. It's all mud baths and surfing with well-sculpted lesbian instructors.
Also known as "How I Missed The Fact of My Bisexuality For Years."
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