Gore & Bush: War of the Verbs
> something cooking at NIH/Bethesda MD...
...MadameGonzo's home-town; according to family mythology, I was conceived near there (D.C.) - on a houseboat on the Potomac - when my parents were young Residents at Washington General Hospital, just after the war. I don't remember much about it {grin} Fried RockFish. Oysters at Hogate's. The Spirit of St. Louis hanging from the ceiling of the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum. Ich Like Ike!
...just purchased a copy of Beckett's Worstward Ho from the U.K. But actually (Washington, again) I'm chasing down the works of Harry Stack Sullivan (my father's mentor/teacher) as I cannot afford Shannon & Weaver's Mathematical Theory of Communication and Communication Theory of Secrecy cca 1948~49 because local nouveau riche dot.com-ers have bid the prices up, beyond all reason.
When I turned 14, my Russian godfather gave me a copy of Pierre Louys' Aphrodite (in French, so my parents wouldn't realize/object) requiring me to translate this highly erotic story word-by-irregular-verb. wow! grrrlz just want to have fun!
...heluva lot more fun/educational than Le Petit Prince or, anything written by Moliere - which we were plodding through in French class at skool. So, I bought a copy of Louys' collected stories (in English) for a fresh 14 year-old daughter of a colleague - thinking, "it's time", but - her mother knows and says, "no you don't!"
Unless I can sneak it past her mom, come Christmas the fresh 14 year-old will have to settle for your copy of Marquise of O (merci encore, mon ami) and "Aphrodite" will end up as a gift to Mrs. Dick Cheney (in Washington ;-)
-Steve |
