Saturday, November 15, 2008

Some of Our Faves Are Rawkin' the Raves (or Knockin' the Knaves)!

Nota Bene's Nigel Beale addresses Zadie Smith, Mark Thwaite, Negativity, and Whining for the New among other compelling considerations including the fact yours truly ID'ed "the appalling oversight" FIRST; but, that's way down the page (although Maxine would be so proud of me) . . . Of speaking, there's always something worth savouring @ Mz. Clarke's Petrona, especially when it comes to "Pinning one's hamster to the mast." (Don't ask; go and read it! Yes, you! What other blogger did you think would do?) . . . Hehehehe . . . That Bill . . . Man-oh-Manna . . . This morning? Mr. Planet Peschel makes much ado about Shakespeare's taxes, corn, and loving countrymen . . . The guy's alright . . . And, I missed DragonCave yesterday because its creator — the inimitable, incomparable, inexaustible Art Durkee — was dragging me through gorgeosities of gabbiosity to the Nth degree . . . so, it is incumbent upon yours truly to suggest you drink in the beauty of "still waters, reflecting sky" . . . or, park your browser for The View from Graustark where Roger K. Miller waxes selloquently on Season One of Mad Men . . . and, before you go mad trying to find the L'Inq. in all this ink, allow me to remind you Mr. Champion's Reluctant Habits always go goodly with spotting the gaffe or providing the much-needed laugh or simply writing that's far better by half than much of the stuff that passes for naff in the daily journos . . . Natch, I'd be remiss if I didn't remind you The Goddess living A Don's Life is always good, great, grand, tried — a little jet-laggishly tired — but, indubitably, verray true <*beam*>.

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