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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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August 09, 2006


Is that somehow related to Hinduism? I mean, that seems sort of logical, right? As logical as worshipping a cow can be, at any rate.

I've been petrified of Egyptians (the ancient ones) ever since I learned about the whole taking the brains out through the nose thing. Do anything with a dead body other than kidding it on the cheek or forehead and then burning it to nothingnessit (either American-style or floating King Arthur pyre is fine) skeeves the everloving bejesus out of me and always has.

Also, last November, I was in Bologna, Italy with my mom where they just happen to have a super amazing Egyptian collection. Whilst trying to peer inside a sarcophagus that reportedly had remains in it still, I cracked my head against some glass so hard I saw stars and had some concerned Italian university students fretting over me. It hurt.

I *do* remember the Sesame Street special (and so does my friend Megan, as I discovered a few months ago when I asked the same desperate please-somebody-else-remember-this question). You're not alone! I loved that movie. It's available on Amazon... perhaps I shall acquire it one of these days.

My little sister used to be obsessed with ancient Egypt, and our brother was terrified of it because of the things she would read to him. He was also a bit gullible in those days. After she told him about how the brains were removed, he wandered around the house all day with his finger up his nose, saying he was trying to touch his brain. :)

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