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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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March 31, 2008


I vote for baby rats! Egads!

Yeah...I wish I could say they HAVE been removed. But then I was baking something in the oven and heard scratching and popping noises behind the stove. And then I found two more. On a glue trap. Watching them leap and then be restrained in glue by their little hairless legs was just more than I could handle. They tried to bite. It took an oven mitt, a paper sack, and a really big fucking book. There is no Gestalt of those three things worth describing. So I won't.

Sorry to call you so late last night, lady. I just...had rats. And needed to have someone hear me squeal.

No. I wish it WAS black pearl rice.

It is not.

But it is in my kitchen.

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