Further proof that the truth is stranger than (science) fiction.
A gaggle of gals. A pride of titty-ups. A flourish of strumpets.
I, for one, play it as it lies.
On the one hand, I sympathize with Galleycat. On the other hand, For Better or For Worse has always been terrible. Perhaps not as terrible as Family Circus, but really, that’s hard to do.
Yes, when I say I am for free speech, I do mean free speech. Even Holocaust-denying speech. We don’t censor it, folks, we just speak louder.
Another new book award. Just what we all needed.
“Roman Polanski has signed a multimillion-pound deal to direct the movie adaptation of Robert Harris’s best-selling novel Pompeii.”
I didn’t realize anyone who wasn’t a hardcore phil nerd cared about Searle. I was wrong. …Awesome.
“The students who said they suffered from more boredom also tended to report difficulty identifying their emotions and being externally focused.”
“You can kiss your graduate programs in English lit goodbye if we all don’t help get the grade schools in order. I know thinking about preschoolers is not in the job description of most academics, but get over it.” (via AL Daily)
Further proof that writers don’t like to talk about writing (unless they’re on the clock).
Sometimes I, like some of my female friends, am terribly sorry I can’t grow a beard to stroke when I am feeling contemplative. Then I read things like this and am glad I lack facial hair. (via Books Inq)
This is not news to undergraduate English majors, who regularly talk about books they haven’t actually read. Though I must say, if I’d been writing that headline, the “wisely” would have been in scare quotes…