I was wrong. If you skipped the Superbowl, you would have missed Beyoncé. And Coldplay. But Beyoncé is the only one that counts.
That woman really knows how to resonate.
I have all the important stuff right here. Here’s the game:
And here are the commercials:
Now I’m going back to grading.
Maybe it’s the cocktail. I could do with one right now, even if it is 7:30am.
I failed you all. I went to a movie and told you I liked it, and you were all shocked and horrified. But I can now compensate for that. I saw another movie, and I hated it.
It was The Revenant.
In some ways, it’s a shame that language is organic and evolves, because it means you really can’t roll back pronunciation to an earlier state. It’s still interesting to hear, though, and here’s a story about an effort to reconstruct the pronunciation of Shakespearean English.
The accompanying article explains some of the difficulties and ambiguities in trying to work out the way language was spoken — some are saying it would have sounded more like American English, others talk about Scots/Irish accents. In my ignorance, I’m going to lobby for a more Northern Minnesota version of Shakespearean English. I want to hear MacBeth in those Fargo accents.
Mallory Ortberg has re-written scenes from Firefly as if authored by Ayn Rand.
This abomination must never be made.
One small grace we are given: at least she didn’t include any Randian sex scenes.
This thread is for general discussions of arts, crafts, music, movies and hobbies. Caine is your curator.
I will read to them from this wonderful children’s book.
My children weren’t scarred too badly by my upbringing, I don’t think. Although it is true I haven’t seen much of them over the years…
I read Physics problems written by a professor addicted to tentacle porn, and I took it to heart. There’s a terrible tale to be read between the lines, and I have learned the lesson.
Don’t teach physics.
