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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 24, 2008


I love San Francisco. And the view from your cousin's balcony is just awesome! Lucky cousin.

Glad you had fun, Claire. And let us know how this weekend goes! Can't wait to hear about all the whiskey drinking and poetry reading.

I am glad you love traveling... maybe that means you will find your way to Mexico City soon! :)

I wish you ladies were here for the party!

The work of an artist online.
Do you know how to make Polaroids last? Or has the process improved since that long ago era when Manny and I married in a hurry?
We have two Polaroids of our wedding. Since we'd cut each other's hair the night before (UG-ly!) and were wearing our best clothes, which we'd recently scrounged up for job interviews not marriage, and were garment for garment, truly hideous no matter what the occasion, two Polaroids suited us fine. EXCEPT our cherished Polaroids have curled at the edges, even inside a photo album. And, although almost never exposed to the light of day, the images have faded so that unless you know what you're looking for, you can't see anything.

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