Recent content by Flor

Revolutionary Road or bust!

Thanks for the tip, SFG. Darn it, I let my Thirius thubthcripthion exthpire (say that 3 times really fast). Might be worth reupping.

Oh, I love this story! What a treat to find a discussion ongoing here. Reading it again after so many years, it still amazes me what a thorough character study she could create in so few pages. And how the most brilliant characterization is that of Adriance, the elephant in the room for both...

I just wish there were a way to dissolve the whole sect. Too many kids with broken bones that weren't properly set -sends chills down my spine.

Glad to see a thread for Chekhov, SFG75. Just finished The Overcoat earlier tonight and it has put me in the mood for some Chekhov stories. But thinking on it now a few minutes later- and whisking in under the editing timeout- I would never think to associate Chekhov with stream of...

Very nice. Much more readable

Viewed my all time favorite last night for probably the tenth time, Reds (1981)

Birches is my favorite Frostie.

I'd be gay if I could just stop thinking about men. :)

If I Ran the Zoo, The Cat in the Hat, and The Butter Battle Book . I used to hide them so I wouldn't have to read them again, again, again...

It seems as though some expectations of happiness are so removed from a normal mixture of stability, with some sadness and some joys thrown in, that comprise a healthy state of mind. These books promising unending, floaty, rhapsodic harmony and bliss are just worthless. Isn't a large part of...

snow blowers. dysfunctional to the world of silent muffledom that we should get when snow falls

RainbowGurl, try www.barriepace.com . A few simple rules to remember: Dresses are always better Stay away from flat heels but also away from come-****-me heels Dresses no longer than knee length or you look and feel like a bag lady Tailored never goes out of style Be "too poor to buy...

I heard it was a nickname for children. An old German man I used to work with many years ago tagged me with it one morning. I had never heard it. But because I'd shown up for work that morning with a bandaid on my face (covering a blemish), he said I was a putz and a snicklefritz. And the name...

There ya have it. Walk away to indulge and you're done.