I caught that fairly quickly, and just as quickly realized (knowing Pratchett’s sense of humor) that it would probably be safer to hang around a lit dynamite fuse than around her.
Maybe I’m simplistic in my thinking, but I thought the economic theory points in the book were delivered quite well.
Ah. I’ve only “read” Going Postal on audiobook. I though it was one name: Adorabelle.
I was watching some old episodes of MASH this morning and there is some kinky shit going down, especially with Frank and Margaret.
One episode was the one where Frank swipes a pearl handled revolver from storage to show off to Margaret. This is a line from Margaret and you tell me it’s not rife with twisted innuendo: “Oh, Frank, who knew you had a revolver just like dear old dad.”
And there was an episode where Frank catches some fever from dead rats and he’s babbling about how no one ever liked him and he tells a story about how the school janitor was the last person who ever like him. “He used to show me pictures of heavy weight champions.” Maybe I’m jaded, but that smells a little fishy to me. Poor Frank. Explains a lot.
In Manchester-by-the-Sea, Patrick is traumatized by the thought of his father’s body being preserved in a freezer - the mirror image of Lee, who’s traumatized by the thought of his children’s bodies being consumed in a fire.
Don’t know if this is obvious… I never kept score at a baseball game… but it appears that Sloane Peterson appreciates her baseball statistics:
Just means she was raised “properly.”
For whatever reason I have (had) a soft spot for the movie Working Girl. On re-watch the other night: um. Um. Harrison Ford meets Melanie Griffith for the first time, then later finds her completely unconscious due to one drink and a higher-than-expected dose of Valium she took from a well-meaning friend. He takes her back to his apartment, takes her dress off her unconscious body, puts her in his bed, and climbs in next to her for the night. They didn’t have sex, true, but was this not still incredibly rapey even by the standards of the day? I mean, he might have slept on the couch or something. Very, very gross.
I always assumed the female voice saying “John” in John Lennon’s “#9 Dream” was Yoko Ono’s. I just found out it was May Pang’s.
The music played over the closing credits of Jeopardy! is, of course, the familiar “think” music. But at the very end, there is an 11-note flourish, which I just yesterday realized mimics the sound played when a contestant hits a Daily Double.
I miss stuff like this all the time. I will guess that you and I both made the same mistake;…marrying women smarter than us. Good luck pal.
Watching Independence Day and noted that those pesky aliens completely drove the news of the devastating July arctic blast out of the headlines:
That a lot of the music associated with the West and that we hear in movie scores are adapted from 19th century church hymns, such as contempories would be familar with.
I’m mostly familiar with the song “Day-o” from the Stan Freberg treatment in his Banana Boat routine, but this lyric appears in the Belafonte version as well:
A beautiful bunch o’ ripe banana…
Hide the deadly black tarantula
Waitaminute. The singer is loading bananas onto a ship for transport to distant lands. And they’re ripe?
I feel sorry for the poor schmuck who has to unload them.
Hey, I always assumed he was unloading for that reason.
Ripe Bananas weren’t the only thing Americanized for the Belafonte version - they also translated a bunch with 6-8 hands (fairly small) into a 6-8 foot bunch (incredibly big). Maybe people didn’t know what a “hand” and a “bunch” of bananas are?
No, they’re loading on. If the ship had just docked, they’d be unloading immediately.
And why would anybody ship bananas into Jamaica? They seemed to have plenty of bananas already.
Americans generally don’t use “hands” vis-a-vis bananas. Just small bunches and big bunches.
Watching Tiny Toons Loonaversity I just realized that Babs is pink and Buster is blue.
Well, my dad did work on the docks, and the bananas were in refrigerated ships- the spiders- who arent deadly- would be numbed by the cold and they dockworkers just stomped on them and moved on., Also smallish green snakes.
I don’t like spiders and snakes.
Good thing that ain’t what it takes.