In which the Meridian sails off like Orson Welles into what Mrs. M. says I should call a Glorious Summer
Grades are entered, and due to verbal punch-drunkenness I'm about as coherent as Welles is here:
Paul Masson (never mind doing ads for Paul Masson) is a rather precipitous decline from Citizen Kane . . . Not even a silver spoon to gag on.
(Hat-tip: The Plank)
2 comments:
John, thanks for dropping by at my place, and for taking up the topic of eclectic tastes -- i am looking forward to see where you take it and to comment on the same once i have a decent internet access -- probably not till july 1st. best regards
Congrats on escaping the academic melee! In a couple more days, I'll be out as well...until my summer class starts.
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