Tuesday, September 27, 2011

How I Suffer!

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Dinner at the Lobster House in Cape May.  Actually, it wasn't at the Lobster House but on the schooner American moored to the dock behind it.  And it wasn't a proper dinner.  It was martinis with platter after platter of oysters Rockefeller and clams casino.

The uncreated conscience of my race will just have to wait unforged until I get back from vacation.

Above:  Marianne, also suffering.

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3 comments:

  1. Ken HoughtonSeptember 29, 2011 at 6:17 AM

    And you can suffer some more, TLS-style:

    http://timescolumns.typepad.com/stothard/2011/09/hope-mirrlees-and-the-forgotten-female-modernists.html

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  2. Ken HoughtonSeptember 29, 2011 at 6:17 AM

    Or, perhaps, here.

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  3. Michael SwanwickSeptember 30, 2011 at 11:43 AM

    Thank you,Ken! That was a pleasure to read. And a reminder that I've got a review to write when I get back home.

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