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  • [es-pree de less-ka/-iay] (idiom) A witty remark that occurs to you too late, literally on the way down the stairs. The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations defines esprit de l'escalier as, "An untranslatable phrase, the meaning of which is that one only thinks on one's way downstairs of the smart retort one might have made in the drawing room."


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April 19, 2006


Ohhhhhh, Myopic Books, how I love thee! I might just owe you and Natasha my firstborn child for telling me about that place.

Actually, I've discovered a neat used bookstore on each of my last three trips to Chicago. There's an awesome one called "The Armadillo's Pillow" near Loyola's lakefront campus (which I visited with Duncan and his mom - delightful!). And I can't remember the name of the other one, but it's a few blocks down the street from Elaine's school. Every time I go to Chicago, I come home with more books!

Well, I haven't been reading the Blandings novels in order. Hasn't been a problem. I didn't read the Jeeves novels in order either, but that did get a little confusing because there is a story arc that carries from Right Ho, Jeeves right through to Jeeves and the Tie that Binds and many of the short stories are sequential, particularly the ones that feature Bingo Little.

I have been warned away from Sunset at Blandings because not only is it unfinished, its tone is almost sad, as if Wodehouse knew he was saying goodbye with it.

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