Wednesday, 16. April 2008
It’s the time of the year when we spend hours wrestling with crowds in the mall, when finding a parking space within a ten minute walk of the store is the high point of the day, when we send cards to people we didn’t talk to all year, and warm our homes with the smells of baking and cooking. Turkey, ham, potatoes, fruitcake, yams, bread, and of course, holiday cookies: especially chocolate chip cookies. After all, what are the holidays without lots of diet-busting, tooth-decaying cookies to eat? Ahhh… you just have to love chocolate chip cookies… the feel of the dough as you mix it, the eating of a few raw chips before you add them to the mixing bowl, and the heart-warming smell of them baking.
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Posted in Academics, Musings, Philosophy by Laura -
Wednesday, 16. April 2008
Wandall, or Hopefulness
Translated from the Yiddish of Toomuch Drincks, a good man
of a good town, with additions found in the stalls of the Tipple Inn’s men’s room.
With apologies to Voltaire.
CHAPTER I
How Wandall Came to the Good Town and met the Mayor and went to Church
There came to the town of Dekadent, in the land of Coolyuras, a world weary wandering woman known as Wandall, who had traveled far and wide in search of a good town filled with good people. Wandall, having heard from far away of this good town, arrived believing her search had ended. A town of golden streets, where good people helped their neighbors and all the high school cheerleaders were blond. A good town, with so little crime it needed but one cop, who worked only part-time.
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