listen up fwavlosphere - aux armes!
Forgive me, Father, it's been one month since my last confession....
Ok, I've been among the worst offenders but it's time to get back to it, FWAV-Ls.
Here's what yo' Momma has been up to.
Amid several days of biblical rainfall, with barely a tent in sight as apparently the endowment just can't quite cover that expense, her elder child (unsurprisingly) successfully finished his jail time - uh, I mean, he has now entered the world of educated women and men, according to the inimitable former President Summers (still trying desperately to convince everyone that he really does think women are smart and capable of rocket science and his words were misquoted, misjudged, distorted and attacked by a bunch of man-hating feminist literary types who could never make it as mathematicians -- oh, no, that's not what he meant )-- uh, yeah, Larry conferred the degrees while sequentially giant plastic tubes of toothpaste, stethoscopes and ace bandages, books, globes, and unidentifiable yellow things, and then large dollar bills (yup, HBS) were waved - followed by much cheering and maybe undergrad caps tossed - couldn't see for all the umbrellas - and the kid graduated. Pictures to follow. Fellow-ette and I loved it - most of it anyway. (Thanks so much for being there, F-e!) Then we stood in more cold rain listening to a truly insulting and overly long Mormon Housemaster speech about said Master's crowning achievement in the Ford administration, when they said a financial fuck you to New York City (sad isn't it, when your crowning achievement took place in the1970s and here you are still talking about it and it's not like you're 90 years old now - you just haven't done shit since then)... by the way, the very concept of "Master" is so upper class, isn't it? Reminds me of another patrician speech about "a master standing in front of his plantation" on a hot September day - September 10, 2001, to be exact - making that particular Master the only person in NY for whom the next awful day was actually his salvation - talk about dodging a bullet... but I digress, although some of you know exactly what I'm talking about. Anyway, the soggy son made his Momma happy (thank you!) by attending more gala events than he ever would have on his own (and more than Momma did at CCNY, but that's another story), and we had a mini-FWAV-L dinner reunion with Shook travelling incognito, and the son bade farewell to the ivy towers and homeless of Cambridge, to return as a visitor, but no longer a denizen. Congratulations and hooray for no more term bills. Watch for those red-carpet interviews....
Also since my Mother's Day post I joyfully welcomed the return of my wayward immigrant child who, we found out today triumphantly, and equally unsurprisingly, not only didn't flunk out but proved the well-known tenet that if you can't dazzle them with your details, then blind them with your bullshit. I say that completely as a compliment and with the greatest respect - it is a life skill well learned, and one that will serve her well into the future. Her final paper for one class was on the virtues of idleness - a research paper, I might add, and trust me, the kid did a LOT of hands-on research. It is truly a joy to have her back in the 'chester, waking up early and doing all manner of productive things. Ok, well it IS a joy having her here. And since her brother is living in a different hood, all the more so. Ain't nothin' wrong with having your kids both in the same state as you. Location-wise, that is - I make no comment on their mental or any other state.
Otherwise, Sopranos ended, Entourage began, and I did a marathon watch of Big Love which does for polygamy what Six Feet Under did for insane undertakers. Great show - catch it on demand. Saw A New World, probably the worst high-budget movie ever made, and soon will catch Al Gore's latest venture. Who would have thought Al Gore would ever look viable again? Gore/Clinton v. McCain/Guiliani in 2008? Anyone wanna join me on the family rock farm in La Macazzza (spelled thusly to thwart certain googlers)??
So.... FWAV-Ls far and wide, and in particular members of the FWAVLosphere - Momma's back and I want to see all the rest of you posting and commenting again! Yo, it's... is temporarily forgiven due to his unfortunate ATV encounter, and Shook and Fellow-ette have made a valiant effort to stay with it, but come on, let's show 'em how it's done. Pasty, where are you? Lilsabet, M. Twist, Swivel, all the rest of you - comments, please!!
PS: HAPPY FLAG DAY!!
Ok, I've been among the worst offenders but it's time to get back to it, FWAV-Ls.
Here's what yo' Momma has been up to.
Amid several days of biblical rainfall, with barely a tent in sight as apparently the endowment just can't quite cover that expense, her elder child (unsurprisingly) successfully finished his jail time - uh, I mean, he has now entered the world of educated women and men, according to the inimitable former President Summers (still trying desperately to convince everyone that he really does think women are smart and capable of rocket science and his words were misquoted, misjudged, distorted and attacked by a bunch of man-hating feminist literary types who could never make it as mathematicians -- oh, no, that's not what he meant )-- uh, yeah, Larry conferred the degrees while sequentially giant plastic tubes of toothpaste, stethoscopes and ace bandages, books, globes, and unidentifiable yellow things, and then large dollar bills (yup, HBS) were waved - followed by much cheering and maybe undergrad caps tossed - couldn't see for all the umbrellas - and the kid graduated. Pictures to follow. Fellow-ette and I loved it - most of it anyway. (Thanks so much for being there, F-e!) Then we stood in more cold rain listening to a truly insulting and overly long Mormon Housemaster speech about said Master's crowning achievement in the Ford administration, when they said a financial fuck you to New York City (sad isn't it, when your crowning achievement took place in the1970s and here you are still talking about it and it's not like you're 90 years old now - you just haven't done shit since then)... by the way, the very concept of "Master" is so upper class, isn't it? Reminds me of another patrician speech about "a master standing in front of his plantation" on a hot September day - September 10, 2001, to be exact - making that particular Master the only person in NY for whom the next awful day was actually his salvation - talk about dodging a bullet... but I digress, although some of you know exactly what I'm talking about. Anyway, the soggy son made his Momma happy (thank you!) by attending more gala events than he ever would have on his own (and more than Momma did at CCNY, but that's another story), and we had a mini-FWAV-L dinner reunion with Shook travelling incognito, and the son bade farewell to the ivy towers and homeless of Cambridge, to return as a visitor, but no longer a denizen. Congratulations and hooray for no more term bills. Watch for those red-carpet interviews....
Also since my Mother's Day post I joyfully welcomed the return of my wayward immigrant child who, we found out today triumphantly, and equally unsurprisingly, not only didn't flunk out but proved the well-known tenet that if you can't dazzle them with your details, then blind them with your bullshit. I say that completely as a compliment and with the greatest respect - it is a life skill well learned, and one that will serve her well into the future. Her final paper for one class was on the virtues of idleness - a research paper, I might add, and trust me, the kid did a LOT of hands-on research. It is truly a joy to have her back in the 'chester, waking up early and doing all manner of productive things. Ok, well it IS a joy having her here. And since her brother is living in a different hood, all the more so. Ain't nothin' wrong with having your kids both in the same state as you. Location-wise, that is - I make no comment on their mental or any other state.
Otherwise, Sopranos ended, Entourage began, and I did a marathon watch of Big Love which does for polygamy what Six Feet Under did for insane undertakers. Great show - catch it on demand. Saw A New World, probably the worst high-budget movie ever made, and soon will catch Al Gore's latest venture. Who would have thought Al Gore would ever look viable again? Gore/Clinton v. McCain/Guiliani in 2008? Anyone wanna join me on the family rock farm in La Macazzza (spelled thusly to thwart certain googlers)??
So.... FWAV-Ls far and wide, and in particular members of the FWAVLosphere - Momma's back and I want to see all the rest of you posting and commenting again! Yo, it's... is temporarily forgiven due to his unfortunate ATV encounter, and Shook and Fellow-ette have made a valiant effort to stay with it, but come on, let's show 'em how it's done. Pasty, where are you? Lilsabet, M. Twist, Swivel, all the rest of you - comments, please!!
PS: HAPPY FLAG DAY!!
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