dreaming in german

I may have had my first one, last night, in a blatantly Sound-of-Music-Inspired bit. It involved me running from my captors (Nazis, of course, who were living, I think, off the land, in the large-savanna-animal-enclosure at the zoo) over a hill and through a fence, and running down the other side (clearly, Switzerland) into a rather deserted town. “Entschuldigung,” I said, “haben Sie meine kleine Schwester gesehen? Sie hat blondes Haare, sie heisst Kelly.”

kurt vonnegut

After my Byzantine Exam, I wandered into the Bull’s Head for a London Fog and to buy myself a present (the reward system: it works.). I’d been told to buy this:

in a, “yes, I’d like it, but you don’t have to buy it for me, if you don’t want to.”

After reading the introduction, I want to keep it for myself. Quotes most likely forthcoming.

Animals for Show and Pleasure in Ancient Rome.

published in 1937.

i’m writing a paper on this, tonight, and came across a particular gem, one pretty applicable to college life:

“In the poem on hunting ascribed to Oppian, it is said that leopards were taken in Africa by drugging water-holes with wine. I have never heard of this as a way of capturing leopards, but it is sometimes used for the taking of small carnivora in the East, and, generally speaking, animals are fond of intoxicants.”

10 pm = time to go to Hillel for challah-french-toast.