father-daughter bonding over Thais
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incandescensHave got back to Scales translation, since other jobs are currently on standby. Four thousand years ago, the dragons were stockpiling mana, which is why your grandfather wants you to go to the museum tomorrow and "borrow" that rather curious Celtic golden torc.
Father-daughter bonding earlier, resulting in my mother asking why we were laughing so loudly that she could hear us from the sitting-room. He came in here to ask if I could remember anything about an opera based on the third play of the sequence that includes The Barber of Seville and The Marriage of Figaro, said play being, he thought, called The Guilty Mother. We didn't manage to get anywhere on that front, but I did remember a subsidiary opera called Cherubin which followed on from Marriage of Figaro, and he remembered that it was by Massenet, and we were able to agree that's what he'd been looking for in the first place. While looking up Massenet in my Kobbe's Complete Opera Book (not that it is) we flipped past Massenet's Thais, which prompted me to look up that poem about Thais by Newman Levy, at http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1025.html , and we ended up reciting it in front of the computer together and, as my mother said, laughing.
Father-daughter bonding. Yup.
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It was not quite dawn. The hallways of the Hotel Direidi's newer wing were dim. The footsteps of one man on the pile carpeting did not break the silence.
The man paused. He knocked on a door. It sounded like thunder.
Another pause. Another knock.
The door opened, stopped on its chain. Above the chain, Leonard McCoy, M.D., looked down with clouded eyes. "Whroozt?" he said.
"It's me, Hikaru," the man in the hall said.
"Who?"
"Lieutenant Sulu, Doctor."
"Lieutenant," the doctor said in a slow, thick voice, "I'm goin' to ask you if you know what time it is. If you do, I'm goin' to kill you. If by some chance you don't, I'll assume this is all just youthful eshoober . . . estuber . . . high spirits, and then I'm goin' to kill you."
-- How Much For Just The Planet, John M Ford
Father-daughter bonding earlier, resulting in my mother asking why we were laughing so loudly that she could hear us from the sitting-room. He came in here to ask if I could remember anything about an opera based on the third play of the sequence that includes The Barber of Seville and The Marriage of Figaro, said play being, he thought, called The Guilty Mother. We didn't manage to get anywhere on that front, but I did remember a subsidiary opera called Cherubin which followed on from Marriage of Figaro, and he remembered that it was by Massenet, and we were able to agree that's what he'd been looking for in the first place. While looking up Massenet in my Kobbe's Complete Opera Book (not that it is) we flipped past Massenet's Thais, which prompted me to look up that poem about Thais by Newman Levy, at http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1025.html , and we ended up reciting it in front of the computer together and, as my mother said, laughing.
Father-daughter bonding. Yup.
---
It was not quite dawn. The hallways of the Hotel Direidi's newer wing were dim. The footsteps of one man on the pile carpeting did not break the silence.
The man paused. He knocked on a door. It sounded like thunder.
Another pause. Another knock.
The door opened, stopped on its chain. Above the chain, Leonard McCoy, M.D., looked down with clouded eyes. "Whroozt?" he said.
"It's me, Hikaru," the man in the hall said.
"Who?"
"Lieutenant Sulu, Doctor."
"Lieutenant," the doctor said in a slow, thick voice, "I'm goin' to ask you if you know what time it is. If you do, I'm goin' to kill you. If by some chance you don't, I'll assume this is all just youthful eshoober . . . estuber . . . high spirits, and then I'm goin' to kill you."
-- How Much For Just The Planet, John M Ford
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