Tuesday, November 23, 2004
I went to the ancient sports class because I suspected the professor would grant extra credit to attendees. I was correct. She had us write our names on a slip of paper and answer a question regarding the lecture.
Would you rather be a gladiator or a charioteer? Or, if neither appeals, would you rather own a gladiatorial school or own a team of chariot horses?I chose owning a team of race horses: I avoid physical harm to myself, I earn the winnings, and horses don't talk back.
Emeril Lagasse promised to Talk Turkey this evening, and it had better not be a rerun this time. Marc Summers brought out that 7 Up bottles essence of lemons and limes, not any portion of the actual fruits. And Alton Brown proceeded through grinding and wrapping sausages. The evening has only just commenced.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 5:13 PM]