In which our heroine attempts to read the Western Canon without adult supervision.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Velociraptor Say "Hey!"
Y'all know that Our Heroine has an unhealthy obsession with dinosaurs. In particular, my love/hate relationship with the clever velociraptor. The velociraptor is Karla to my Smiley, Professor Moriarty to my Holmes, Blofeld to my Bond. You get the idea. One day, Velociraptor Mongoliensis and I will meet face-to-face, and afterwards, only one of us will remain standing (the velociraptor, obviously).
I realize I haven't posted anything on v.raptors or other dinosaurs in a while, and I thought it was time. If only Jurassic Park had really played out like the clip below, my blood feud with the velociraptor might never have been born. (warning: extremely silly)
Using Poetry For My Own Advantage and the Astonishment of Others
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
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