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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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May 03, 2007


Hmmmmm, looking out over the lake or Wabash. Actually, from the 30th floor, either is going to be impressive and at least you can sneak a peak of the lake when you need to.

You know, one thing I've always wanted to do was take Grizzled's old power boat on the river through the city. It's not lake worthy though, at least not that lake, not unless it was a very calm day.

There are days (many, many days) that I lament the absence of windows in my workspace (except for the window into a co-worker's office...not sure that counts), but where I work is so pretty that I'm afraid I would spend too much time looking out the windows (which is probably why all people with window offices have their backs to the windows).

So - yay for the nice view when you need it. :)

My view of the parking lot. Very sad.

A lake view from your office? Everyone could use that. I wouldn't worry about day dreaming. You're more likely to feel inspired.

I have three windows, but I'd trade them all for one tiny porthole with a view of the Potomac rapids. Your view sounds supreme.

Grasshopper, I'm more likely to get inspired to go sailing...

Granted, I'm not next to a window, but I'm much closer than I used to be. It's much easier to see what the weather is like. I like looking south, because we can see the museums on one side and then all the way to the Stevenson on the other, with all of the lovely urban trappings in between.

All of my friends from my favorite cube farm have moved? How sad... everything is changing. I can't take it.

On a brighter side (pun intended), how fun that you at last have sunlight and a room with a view. Meanwhile, I am suffering from blinding jealousy of your endlessly amazing Chicago moments.

Why oh why would you ever leave such a stellar city?!!

Bird, your fav ladies of the cube farm are still sitting around me. It's just prettier now. You'll see when you come to town in July.

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