But first, an Electric Company update. I gave M. the DVDs for her birthday and watched the first two episodes with the kids tonight. They are still good. I particularly enjoyed Skip Hinnant's throwaway patter during the Fargo North Decoder skit: I remember when I first encountered Woody Allen feeling slight deja vu, and I don't know whose work owes whose, but the resonance is there. The "Giggles/goggles" sketch made me (and the children) laugh out loud. Easy Reader is so 70s. I had forgotten, but was able to sing along with, the punctuation song ("punc, punc, punc, punc!tuation...")
Ah, there's so much more but I'll leave it at that. Except to suggest an even more retro approbative term for ergo's vocabulary: groovy.
And to say au revoir, mes amies. For the next six weeks, I am only allowed to compute for novel-writing and essential e-mail communication. No Wikipedia, no blogs. No IMDB, no TWOP. No online TV guide listings because no TV. No online shopping. No google-stalking. No googling of any kind. No beer googling--you mean beer goggling...
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groovy. I dig groovy.
Go write that novel, MomVee. And then post to tell us how it went!
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