My "first choice" accepted me into their MA program after their first five choices said "No thanks." I wound up choosing to go to a school that gave me much more funding and individual attention. Best change of heart I could have had. I'll also have a more diverse CV, because my "second choice" admitted me into a concentrated program in Renaissance Studies, and now I'm going back to my original love, Rhetoric and Composition/Writing Studies, as I look toward the Ph.D. Had a total blast doing Renaissance, and I wound up taking Rhet/comp coursework while doing the MA anyway! Of course, second choices don't always work out, but they can.
A reply to a question in Notes & Queries yesterday recommended purchasing lion and tiger urine from Chester Zoo to stop neighbourhood cats from urinating in a vegetable patch (G2, page 17). Chester Zoo would like to forestall requests for its big cats’ urine: it asks us to make clear that it does not in fact sell either tiger or lion urine. Many years ago the zoo sold elephant dung, but it no longer does.
The brothers rejoined Aunt Gertrude and the Chinese caller. Frank addressed Chin Gok. "We'll think over your offer, but we don't plan to sell." Chin Gok dropped his air of exaggerated politeness. A look of rage twisted his features. Losing his temper completely, he stood up and shrilled, "You--you fools--" and burst into a torrent of Chinese.
Have you ever thought, Rowf... that we won't need food when we're dead? Or names for that matter... I wonder who the buzzards will like best... You, or me... I hope you make sure we're properly dead before you start, old rip-beak!
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Biggest mistake ever.
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