quiet-dignitea has been saying for years that if she ever sees single cans of Red Bull for less than $2 each, she's going to buy one and find out what's so special about them. She and I were out shopping on Tuesday. We stopped at the grocery store, and they had them on sale for $1.89, or something like that. So she bought one. She read the ingredients and nutritional information to me, and I asked if taurine is the stuff in pet food that's supposed to give them a shiny coat.
I am reading Spook Country, by William Gibson. That night, I got to this passage, starting on page 71:
She'd tried distracting herself with sips of room-temperature Red Bull from a previously unopened can she'd excavated from the table clutter, but it had only made her bug-eyed with caffeine, or perhaps with taurine, the drink's other famous ingredient, extracted supposedly from the testicles of bulls. Bulls generally looked more placid than she now felt, or perhaps those were cows. She didn't know cattle.
Then
quiet-dignitea was reading
El Goonish Shive (written by someone who went to the same high school I did), and in the commentary for
Tuesday's strip, he talks about the research he did for drawing the Taurcanis Draco, which is a dragon that looks kind of like a bulldog. Did you know that bulldogs are so named because they were bred to fight bulls?
Then, we watched The Cheap Detective that night. Lou Peckinpaugh goes to meet Jasper Blubber at his hotel bar. The name of the bar? Saint John the Divine.
At the top of page 90 of Spook Country, the first line of Chapter 18, Eleggua's Window, which I had read not long before starting the movie: "Tia Juana sent him walking, crosstown along 110th, to Amsterdam and the Cathedral of St. John the Divine, the better to consult Eleggua."