Jane Austen turns over in her grave, or perhaps rises from it to dine
Mr. Darcy approached them soon afterwards. Elizabeth turned to him and said, "Did you not think, Mr. Darcy, that I expressed myself uncommonly well just now, when I was teasing Colonel Forster to give us a ball at Meryton?"
"With great energy; but balls are always a subject which makes a lady energetic."
"It depends on who's throwing them, Mr. Darcy." (Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, Jane Austen & Seth Grahame-Smith)
On the currently reading list are Pride and Prejudice and Zombies along with regular old Pride and Prejudice, the former for teamnerdbooks, the latter because I thought it would be fun to go through the two simultaneously. Plus, I've never read any Jane Austen, so I thought now was as good a time as any to begin. Verdict thus far: Jane is witty, but zombies win. Grahame-Smith gives Austen's already ballsy heroine, Elizabeth Bennet, a leg up by bestowing upon her and her sisters a set of no-joke fighting and weaponry skills. Rather than play cards or indulge in idle gossip, Lizzy prefers to sharpen the men's "embarrassingly dull" swords. Oh, the easy but delightful innuendo, Mr. Grahame-Smith. As Ben Kingsley's character says to Morgan Freeman's character at the climax of Lucky Number Slevin, "If I were wearing a hat, I would take it off."
Also, as a little aside, the leading male in every period piece of literature, in my head, is nearly always James McAvoy or Ralph Fiennes.
I almost forgot! I have new friends. Hello, new friends! I have all of the best intentions to do an "About Me" post one of these days. I have only to find the time tree and steal its scarce fruit.
Today I:
Oh. Another thing. HIMYM. Robin/Barney. This happens, right? Because Scott and I watched "Zip, Zip, Zip" the other night, and their scenes together are aces.
There was more. I thought there was more. Fuzzy brain means it is time for sleeping.
"With great energy; but balls are always a subject which makes a lady energetic."
"It depends on who's throwing them, Mr. Darcy." (Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, Jane Austen & Seth Grahame-Smith)
On the currently reading list are Pride and Prejudice and Zombies along with regular old Pride and Prejudice, the former for teamnerdbooks, the latter because I thought it would be fun to go through the two simultaneously. Plus, I've never read any Jane Austen, so I thought now was as good a time as any to begin. Verdict thus far: Jane is witty, but zombies win. Grahame-Smith gives Austen's already ballsy heroine, Elizabeth Bennet, a leg up by bestowing upon her and her sisters a set of no-joke fighting and weaponry skills. Rather than play cards or indulge in idle gossip, Lizzy prefers to sharpen the men's "embarrassingly dull" swords. Oh, the easy but delightful innuendo, Mr. Grahame-Smith. As Ben Kingsley's character says to Morgan Freeman's character at the climax of Lucky Number Slevin, "If I were wearing a hat, I would take it off."
Also, as a little aside, the leading male in every period piece of literature, in my head, is nearly always James McAvoy or Ralph Fiennes.
I almost forgot! I have new friends. Hello, new friends! I have all of the best intentions to do an "About Me" post one of these days. I have only to find the time tree and steal its scarce fruit.
Today I:
- played outside with Abi & Sebastian. Sebastian pretty much just chilled out in his little seat, you know, being not quite three months old and all.
- tried desperately to convince Abi that playing near a wasp nest is a REALLY bad idea.
- vacuumed up Skor bits.
- did laundry.
- read bits of actual P&P to Sebastian. He smiles and coos, I suppose because he enjoys the sound of my voice, but I'm sure he'd rather hear about the zombies.
- watched So You Think You Can Dance. I hate so much that Evan is so detested now only because his fans keep voting for him to stay on the show despite the fact that he quite probably does not deserve the spot. It's not his fault! Don't hate the player, hate the game? Other thoughts include: I was underwhelmed by most of the routines tonight. I still want Jeanine to win. Nigel is a total pervert.
Oh. Another thing. HIMYM. Robin/Barney. This happens, right? Because Scott and I watched "Zip, Zip, Zip" the other night, and their scenes together are aces.
There was more. I thought there was more. Fuzzy brain means it is time for sleeping.