hiemal [hahy–uh-muhl] adj. of or pertaining to winter; wintry
First, let me just say that Wednesday’s post was one of my most popular ever and that I appreciated all of the back-and-forth on Facebook. I was tossing around the idea of posting the comment strain here but decided not to as I’m unsure of the legality of re-publishing comments made on there.
Anyway, switching gears, here’s a portion of a conversation between two women I overheard the other night:
Woman #1: Did you read Gone With the Wind yet?
Woman#2: No, but I’m gonna get around to it.
Woman #1: Book group is in two days, the book is like 500 pages, you’re not gonna be able to read it. (eJ – Actually the book is over 1,ooo pages.)
Woman #2: Who cares? I’ll just get shitfaced so no one asks me any questions.
Nearby Guy: Actually, you could just watch the movie version.
Woman #1: They made a movie out of that book?
Nearby Guy: Yeah, it’s pretty famous, probably more famous than the book.
Woman #2: Right. See there? I’ll just watch the movie. Do you think it’s on Netflix?
Woman #1: I’m not sure but they got every movie on Netflix, so probably. But Netflix won’t get it to you on time. Book group is on Thursday.
Woman #2: Well, just tell me the gist, so I can act like I read it.
Woman #1: It all takes place during the Civil War.
Woman #2: Oh, it’s a war story. I hate those.
Woman #1: Nah, nah, it’s not like a shoot-em-up kind of story. It’s mostly a love story between this guy named Brett (Rhett) and this woman named Scarlett. And, if you ask me, Scarlett is the biggest moron that ever lived.
Woman #2: Is it a true story?
Woman #1: I don’t think so but maybe. Why?
Woman #2: You said “the biggest moron that ever lived.” Was she a real person?
Woman #1: No, I mean, she might have actually lived but I don’t know. My point is that she was a total fucking moron.
Woman #2: Okay, why?
Woman #1: I don’t know she just was. I’m not getting into with you because you didn’t read the goddamn book. So I started to get curious about the Civil War and look up some stuff. And I learned more through Google than I did actually reading the book.
Woman #2: You know you can’t trust all the stuff you find on Google.
Woman #1: You think I don’t know that? But I did learn some shit.
Woman #2: Okay, what did you learn? Anything good?
Woman #1: Oh yeah. Tons. Like did you know that Negroes got the right to vote before women did?
Woman #2: No shit. Wait, are you sure? Negroes? Like how long before?
Woman #1: I don’t really remember but it was a while. A couple of years, I think. I couldn’t believe it, either. I would’ve bet anything women were allowed to vote before Negroes.
Woman #2: You can’t be right about that. Women weren’t first? It was Negroes?
At that point, I had to just walk away.
People are pretty outstanding.
A world where medical advances allow us to live forever is a terrifying thought. Imagine the crowd. ↔ Salman Rushdie
If you’re cool like me, you’ll be at The Electric Factory in Philadelphia on Saturday, March 24th (hit that link right there to go and get tickets) to see Dr. Dog. I’m betting they’re going to play “That Old Black Hole” somewhere toward the end of their set because, wow, what a great song.
→ Speaking of same-sex marriage, here’s Governor Christine Gregoire of Washington State doing the right thing.
→ Michael Vick‘s been attempting to show the world he’s a rehabilitated citizen, but it seems no one but Philadelphia Eagles fans are buying it. The guy just made the top of Forbes‘ list of America’s Most Disliked Athletes.