Judy, bless her, has a tough row to hoe.
I'm utterly delighted for you both. But I wonder
about the ex-Buddhist temple. Did they have to
desacralize it for you? Or you for them? Was the
cat a budhist, or did it just meditate anyway?
I had an idea once for a self-help course called
"Cat Sitting: The Feline Way of Knowledge." The
idea was to reach enlightenment by learning the
poses of cats. The true adepts would be able to lick their own asses.
Best,
Mark Yochananda
At 01:25 PM 11/25/2010, you wrote:
>Ha! You think they're suffering now? I'm about
>to try to teach them to play Nine Men's Morris,
>which given that I don't quite understand the
>rules, and that there are two variant boards,
>one a topological transformation of the other,
>and that something like it is mentioned in MSND ...
>
>Or have I got this wrong?
>
>R.
>
>(Also I realised that when I was teaching them
>cant, I was conflating mid-sixteenth century
>cant with the later early seventeenth century
>development. Gotta get that straightened out,
>and stick to teaching them the peddler's french
>variety. Too many bloody criminal dialects around, if you ask me.
>
>R. endit )
>
>-----Original Message----- From: Mark Weiss
>Sent: Thursday, November 25, 2010 4:58 PM
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Re: congratulations
>
>And they'll teach it to their friends, and an
>archaic generation will rise up in the land and
>to save the planet choose organic vehicles called horses to ride upon.
>
>Congratulations! (and sympathy for the poor tykes).
>
>At 07:51 AM 11/25/2010, you wrote:
>>For some reason, given the involvement of
>>Patrick on this thread, the names "Vile Boris" and "Asher" spring to mind.
>>
>>R.
>>
>>(who is teaching his twin grandsons to speak sixteenth century Outlier Cant)
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