This just in! Geoffrey Chaucer would be a lot like Holden Caulfield if he were a surly bastard!
p.s. if you want to know the background to this, which you probably don't, it's that one time in 2001 after seeing (and not particularly liking) The World According to Garp my then boyfriend and I went to imdb to discover that it had been reviewed by a dude who claimed that "Garp would be a lot like Holden Caulfield, if he were a surly bastard." This tautological claim has stuck with me as a useful all-purpose description ever since. Its sister description, equally useful, though less literary, is "you know, it's a lot like a burrito, only...." Begin using these and you will soon understand their Inestimable Value.
Sadly, though, the review is no longer available and its author appears (at least according to google) to have disappeared into the mists of time. Or space. Or some kind of mist, anyway.
p.s. if you want to know the background to this, which you probably don't, it's that one time in 2001 after seeing (and not particularly liking) The World According to Garp my then boyfriend and I went to imdb to discover that it had been reviewed by a dude who claimed that "Garp would be a lot like Holden Caulfield, if he were a surly bastard." This tautological claim has stuck with me as a useful all-purpose description ever since. Its sister description, equally useful, though less literary, is "you know, it's a lot like a burrito, only...." Begin using these and you will soon understand their Inestimable Value.
Sadly, though, the review is no longer available and its author appears (at least according to google) to have disappeared into the mists of time. Or space. Or some kind of mist, anyway.
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When I was in high school learning about the Mexican -American War, a girl in my class, internally memorizing the border nuances of the conflict, proclaimed: "Nueces River! You know, it's a lot like the NILE river, except with a U A E C E S instead of an I L E!" A useful pneumonic if ever there was one!
It's Jamie! I wrote that! I feel uncomfortable with unauthenticated authorship, but I've just recently learned how to post comments, and I don't know how to properly identify myself when I do! Anway, the same girl led our AP American History Class through an impromptu cheer following a study of Brown vs Board of Education. It went like this:
"Give me a D! Give me an E!" She proceeded to spell out Desegregation. AFterwards, to a stunned and silent audience, she said:"Who's feeling Crazy! Woo Hooo! Give me an 'I'"
and she proceeded to spell out Integration.
-Jamie
Hi Ginny! It's Jamie again! I'm sitting real close to you! We are both in bad moods! Mike and JT and Mark Anthony oppress us, though not with equal potency! anway, I woke up at 2 am last night knowing something was wrong. I reviewed everything spiritual and physical, everything momentary and remembered, everything frivolous and profound. And then this morning, while cycling and simultaneously contemplating aspiration pneumonia, I realized that I had spelled mnemonic wrong! Why do our brains store our flaws and then belch them out at inopportune, contemplative moments?