Archive for the ‘Humor’ Category
And that means the first presidential debate is tonight at 9pm ET. We’ll be watching at barackobama.com/debate, featuring a livestream, a live blog, and a few other live things, probably. See you there.
I’m sure the intern who thought of this campaign slogan is patting himself on the back right now. I suppose it doesn’t matter how you go about advertising so long as you are inclusive of the younger generations, right?
Espresso, oysters, pistachios, hunger. I think I’ve tried all of these snacks before writing and have found that pistachios are definitely my favorite to munch on. Hunger and espresso are a close second for that Parisian-author-chic feel. Oysters are too celebratory for me.
Walt Whitman began the day with oysters and meat, while Gustave Flaubert started off with what passed for a light breakfast in his day: eggs, vegetables, cheese or fruit, and a cup of cold chocolate. The novelist Vendela Vida told me she swears by pistachios, and Mark Kurlansky, the author of “Salt” and “Cod,” likes to write under the influence of espresso, “as black as possible.” For some writers, less is more. Lord Byron, a pioneer in fad diets as well as poetry, sipped vinegar to keep his weight down. Julia Scheeres, the author of the memoir “Jesus Land,” aims for more temporary deprivation. “When in the thick of writing I minimize food intake as much as possible,” she told me. “I find I work better when I’m a little starved.”
Yes, I’ve always had a special bond with this school. In fact, this is my second time coming here. When I was 17 years old and touring colleges, way back in the fall of 1980, I came to Dartmouth. Dartmouth was a very different place back then. I made the trip up from Boston on a mule and, after asking the blacksmith in West Leb for directions, I came to this beautiful campus. No dormitories had been built yet, so I stayed with a family of fur traders in White River Junction. It snowed heavily during my visit and I was trapped here for four months. I was forced to eat the mule, who a week earlier had been forced to eat the fur traders. Still, I loved Dartmouth and I vowed to return.
The grammar one is my * favorite, but they are all great. Source: Sapling Press on Etsy via the blogosphere.