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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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January 23, 2007


Frank is devilishly cute! He looks like a ton of kitty mischievous. For a second, I thought he was sitting pretty in his new cat bed.

"Have I told you all he likes women's underwear?"

Frankie! You little perv!

And I second your El comment... I cursed it MANY a day, oh heck, every day, but if an outsider did... look out! What the El doesn't have in orderliness, it makes up for in ambiance. :)

so sweet that Frankie is trying to get in touch with his inner girl:-)

Frank is soo cute. Even when he's bad, he's still a big ball of cuteness.

The Metro is indeed a lovely subway system. I love it a bit more than my MB"T"A here in Boston.

Stay warm! It's brutal tonight here.

I lived in D.C. for two summers and LOVED the public transportation system. I bought a month pass and would sometimes just get on and ride and see where it took me. Isn't it fun descending into that long, deep, dark tube at Dupont Circle?!

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