It’s the most wonderful time

Madame Laoutaro speaks:

Robertson Davies, The Lyre of Orpheus (1988).

The Lyre of Orpheus is the third novel of The Cornish Trilogy.

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SASE, PetSmart

I learned only a few days ago that a self-addressed stamped envelope is an envelope addressed to yourself.

I’ve always known, of course, that the address on a self-addressed stamped envelope is your own. (Well duh.) But I always thought that self-addressed meant that you had addressed the envelope yourself, that you hadn’t left it for someone else to do. But no, self-addressed means that it’s addressed to you yourself.

Elaine learned a few days ago that PetSmart is a pun: Pets Mart, a market for pet supplies.

Yes, it’s called life-long learning. See also Kasie DC, Men’s Wearhouse and TUMS.

Byronic

Geraint Powell has a question. Does Simon Darcourt have an answer?

Robertson Davies, The Lyre of Orpheus (1988).

The Lyre of Orpheus is the third novel of The Cornish Trilogy.

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Words of the year Dictionary.com chooses pandemic.

“As a gifted cook makes soup”

Simon Darcourt, decision-maker:

Robertson Davies, The Lyre of Orpheus (1988).

The Lyre of Orpheus is the third novel of The Cornish Trilogy.

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“Lola” at fifty

Ray Davies on “Lola” at fifty: “I didn’t think the song would be so ahead of its time.”

I am a latecomer to the greatness of the Kinks. Better late than never. As I wrote in a 2016 post, “I’m now convinced that there were three great pop groups in the 1960s: the Beatles, the Beach Boys, and the Kinks.”

[But hey, New York Times, a National guitar is not a dobro (which is played flat), nor does it have “the hard, tinny sound of a banjo.”]

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The Old Landmark A Bowery establishment makes yet another appearance in Naked City. Why am I drawn to the Old Landmark? Elaine and I had lunch at 359 Bowery (now Phebe’s) in the summer of 2019.

$69.95

I was teaching a novel, an enormous novel, at least four inches thick, by a Latin-American writer whose name I had picked up from reading Jorge Luis Borges. Do you like this novel? I asked my students. Oh yes, everyone really liked it. I explained that I had decided to teach the novel before reading it and that I too was now reading it for the first time. The list price: $69.95.

I knew that I would have to “use” this novel for at least two more semesters — a condition of the university’s textbook rental system — and I had no idea how I might manage that. Perhaps I could just add the novel to future book orders and have students hold on to their copies.

The novel had a reference to the Marx Brothers, so I was looking forward to showing a clip from one of their movies.

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[This is the twentieth teaching-related dream I’ve had since retiring, and it’s the rare dream in which the work goes well, even if improbably. I taught at a university with a textbook rental system (a hangover from “normal school” days and an anti-intellectual selling point: rent your books, then turn them in at semester’s end). The three-semester rule was grounded in reality, not my dream life.]

Here’s where I live

A bowling alley and “lounge” to its customers:

TO EVERYONE WONDERING AND ASKING YES WE ARE STAYING OPEN AS IS WE JUST ASK TO TAKE YOUR SAFETY PRECAUTIONS AND WE WILL AS WELL. WE RECOMMEND YOU TO HAVE A MASK WITH YOU FOR SAFETY BUT NOT REQUIRED. HOPE TO SEE EVERYONE OUT ABOUT THIS WEEKEND AND LETS HAVE SOME FUN.

No, let’s not.

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Words of the year Now with pandemic.